She gives me a wistful smile,
And I reach across the table,
Squeezing her hand.
"Always, Ravella."
My heart expands until
It fills the room.
"Perhaps we can do
Low-level valley walks
Until I find my mountain legs?"
She gives me a broad grin.
"I'd love that, Drew."
YOU ARE READING
Woodland Bliss
Poetry"Never will I fall in love again." -- Ravella "They keep telling me to make the first move, but it's not that simple." -- Andrew ___ Drew has crippling social anxiety. Vella has scars that run deep. Two friends decide to give love another chance. __...
