A/N: Bored, so I wrote a poem. That's how my life works. Lol.
Possibility
Blue eyes graze over me
You appear to stare at the surface but I can tell
You're really looking much deeper
You can see
(as much as I try to resent it)
Into the pit of my soul
The depths of my mind
The very bottom of my emotions
And you can predict
Every word
That will form on my lips
Moments before I say
Anything.
I never thought
It would be possible
But I am living proof
Of the fact that
I
Love
You
Eh, I don't know if I like it much. Well, anyway, I don't own AF, reviews are lovely, and cookies are delicious. That last one was kinda random. But very true.
On a side note, my other AF stories should be updated pretty darn soon. My muse is nearly back from Aruba. She bought me a t-shirt. She was going to get me one that said, "My muse went to Aruba and all she got me was this stupid t-shirt", but they didn't have any with that style. So it just has a palm tree on it.
Until next time,
The Insane and Highly Sleep-Deprived Lugian
