May 2020
He says I'm a catch.
I say, "Like corona?"
And laugh contagiously
But he doesn't catch it.
When I fell for him
He wasn't watching.
I just scraped my knees,
And got dirt in my blood.
I say, "Like corona?"
And laugh contagiously
But he doesn't catch it.
When I fell for him
He wasn't watching.
I just scraped my knees,
And got dirt in my blood.
(25/F/Philadelphia)
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