Sometimes I forget
That I’m real.
Sometimes, I’ll stare-
At someone’s head,
A window,
A book,
A screen,
A pencil,
Or a marker,
And I’ll wander
To a different place.
In...
This fear is very odd and unusual. It is not one of the common fears people have, like spiders or heights. It is quite disturbing, I shall say.
This fear will creep onto your shoulders all...
December 6th, 2024 3:56 pm
His hugs mean a lot to me
His eyes maintain a world of dreams
Our conversations end fast,
Time moves more than quickly
We say our goodbyes, but he...
These past few months, I’ve been impatiently counting down the days I have left in this school. With each passing day, I grow more tired of the monotonous drone of classes;...