A poem about the longing for a loved one.
Okay, we both know we will be good together. Stop resisting and just be my boo. That's what this poem is about.
I wrote this back when I first met Harlen. He was all I could think about in both a dirty and clean way. WARNING: EXPLICIT ADULT IMAGERY.
The Chase can be fun but it gets old after awhile. Especially when the person you are chasing is sending mixed feelings and being evasive. Another poem about Harlen.
Love is a fickle beast that is hard to catch and when you do its hard to hold on to. I have yet to catch and keep it.
I will miss out texting sessions and the games we played. My first poem about texting. #comebackHarlen