You are worth the wait..
But not a single second longer.
Tag: time
Three Years Too Late
It’s nice you think
Your arm fits perfectly
Around my shoulder
You seem to feel
That you have a right to be
Saying those sweet nothings
But my shoulder can’t bear all that weight
And those sweet nothings
Don’t mean something to me
Give me a call
Three years ago and maybe
I’ll respond the way you want
Flash that smile
Back when I noticed
And I’ll be ready to blush.
Ruin.
I know it isn’t easy,
But please remember:
Rush to ruin.
Alyssa Chaffee 