12. this poem kinda sucks lol
hey are u scared of me?
oh ok
so u must be scared of yourself
because i can feel you in a dark room
on your tip toes not making a sound
but ur hip hits the table
and marbles crashing on wood
flashing you into day
i can see your holding an envelope
with your pink heart written on it
with my light shining on you
you take off running now
at first i thought -
what the fuck is happening
the second time i thought -
aww cute <3
the third time i thought -
give me the fucking envelope already