Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2015
Moving in and moving out
college is turning into a blur of rooms
up a floor take a left
its always the same
down two straight ahead
I just needed the change you know?
You followed me from room to room
At least I hope you did
Things were never the same after this last move
I can't remember the last time you visited
Was it...
no, no of course not
I'll visit you tomorrow
Blue Flask
Written by
Blue Flask  22/F
(22/F)   
232
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems