Jun 3
You say I’m like a sister,
but your eyes
hold me too long.
You have someone—
yet I feel your soul
each time you smile at me.
So tell me,
is this kindness—
or something
you’re too afraid
to name?
but your eyes
hold me too long.
You have someone—
yet I feel your soul
each time you smile at me.
So tell me,
is this kindness—
or something
you’re too afraid
to name?
