It's mundane,
the soda aisle
and my wandering, walking up
then down. I frown to distract.
Look intense.
And buy the soda you love
because you might, you
might be here to have it. Though
with I need a drink.
I don't need a drink.
The same strength, faux-weak
ness that I will always have,
and tell myself I learned from you.
I buy it, afraid I won't like the taste,
or maybe I will and it'll be there
for a few days squishing along inside me.
It's just fucking soda, but it also means
I still love you.















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This never happened. It will shock you how much it never happened.
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Fredo, you're nothing to me now. You're not a brother, you're not a friend. I don't want to know you or what you do. I don't want you near my house. When you see our mother, I want to know a day in advance, so I won't be there. You understand?
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dAmn writers!
<=ap3x> toni is really an interesting drunk
as for the title maybe something with the word carbonated in it?
-shaunathan...
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I'm a perfectionist and a fuck up.
Strange, simply because I was speaking of you exactly a week ago and wondering what had become of the bard.
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'Finish good lady, we are for the dark'
i like it
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download this! its the BEST
HENTAI!!!->[link]
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