friendship poem (Remove filter)
I barely know you.
I barely Know You
I don't "really" know you.
When we met,
We hit it off and by that I mean-
You told me all your secrets.
I related with you.
I felt for you.
I saw something you were unable to see...
You.
Cleaning, running around after Cam and the vist after-
there was, another baby in that perfect belly.
See, I know you're lonely.
You feel under appreciated
...Wednesday 6th March 2019 9:56 pm
His Writing
{His Writing}
His writing was leaving me wanting more of his countless thoughtful thinking of my writing style and his word's are still visitable to my eyes and it has me yearning, wanting to know more about this man that is kind with his wisdom that is beyond his golden year's that had me reviewing his word's of beauty that had placed a big smile upon my face and lit up my eyes with...
Tuesday 5th December 2017 5:58 am
His Writing
{His Writing}
His writing was leaving me wanting more of his countless thoughtful thinking of my writing style and his word's are still visitable to my eyes and it has me yearning, wanting to know more about this man that is kind with wisdom beyond his golden year's that had me reviewing his word's of beauty that had placed a big smile upon my face and lit up my eyes with starlets of...
Tuesday 5th December 2017 5:57 am
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