On the surface, love and hate May seem black and white. But that's not quite right. They're feelings. And feelings can change. They're also like humans. On the surface, people may seem Scary or really nice. But give them time, And they may make you think twice. First impressions are important. But take them with a grain of salt. And if you get fooled, Just know it's not your fault.
A girl stood before me at the supermarket a few random items littered her basket pink socks poked out from her sneakers they were covered with little creatures an inch of flesh stood between those ankle high socks and her jeans.
Nice socks I exclaimed! she turned around inflamed looked at me and said I have a boyfriend her face now red.
Are they his I asked? her face broke into a laugh sorry I got so defensive guys make me apprehensive I don't really have a boyfriend sometimes I just like to pretend.
*I know how you feel I replied in embarrassment I've often lied and whenever I'm struck by beauty of someone new I meet I can't look directly at them I look towards their feet.
I stared out the window And saw nothing but a light, Though it tried to show me things that were mere fancy's flight: The imaginary asphalt covering the nonexistent street; The set of snow-lined sidewalks where passersby might meet; The steely spine of a stop-sign; The spindly barren trees; All these visions I thought I saw were light-driven fantasies