- boys/crushes/shitty things like that · - my poetry · 1) EVERYTHING

gift

I don’t know what’s different

I don’t know what’s changed

In just half a year, though

I seem to have aged

do want to try now

I do want your trust

I’m still scared to do this

But do this I must

I don’t need a lot, babe

In fact, simply this-

Tomorrow, my birthday,

Just give me a kiss



© Victoria Morrison 2013-2014

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