Dear JS,
My hands shake
And I am staring at you.
'Hey,' I want to say, 'hows it going?'
YOU ARE READING
Dear JS
Poetryand i’m l o n e l y; there, i said it i’m lonely but it’s { hard to admit it } when everybody thinks that you’re fine all the time and you’re not [drabbles from a lovesick person]
Dear JS
Dear JS,
My hands shake
And I am staring at you.
'Hey,' I want to say, 'hows it going?'
