the simplistic desire of having someone to call "yours" tends to be something that we, as teenagers yearn for. what is it? is it the constant need of wanting to hold someone's hand, intertwining his or her fingers with yours? or is it wanting to have someone to think of while you try to fall asleep? what about the need to want them to hold you on the bus ride home while the cold weather causes your fingers to go numb?
him.
I want him to hold me while on the way home. I want him to be there and tell me that everything will be okay. I want him to smirk at me like he did yesterday to my friend. I want his fingers to be intertwined with mine.
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this is absolutely terrible but I thought I would update, thanks for reading (:
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letters to no one.
Poetryif someone does happen to find these years from now, you're in for one damn ride.
