Nonchalant

You grab my hand So nonchalant That it takes me A few minutes To realize And for my face To heat up With a familiar warmth -Kel Dayheart

Where were you

Where were you When I was falling apart Where were you When I fell Did you forget All the promises you said Did you forget All the time we spent together Where were you When I was falling apart Where were you When I fell Was it All pretend just make believe Was it All... Continue Reading →

I’m Sure

There was a whiff of perfume on him I'm sure it's nothing There was a faint trace of lipstick under his collar I'm sure it's nothing He's late again I'm sure it's nothing He's canceled again I'm sure it's nothing I'm sure It's nothing -Kel Dayheart

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