Tag: girl

knew the love

I knew she is in love with me. Some people can’t describe what they see but I know that look. I know her eyes are on me as I am engrossed in papers and sketches. She knows the shade of lipstick I wear because she always asks me what brand

she screamed

She screamed and shrieked at the sky, stomping her feet to the ground, flailing her arms; palms balled into fists about the air. She screamed until her voice was no more. Until her anger was no more. Until her screams turned into sobs. Instead of her body projecting everything outwards,

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