⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀fingers drum a 𝓇𝒽𝓎𝓉𝒽𝓂
⠀⠀⠀against her waist , eyes
⠀⠀⠀trail to the sky peeking
⠀⠀⠀through his window .
⠀⠀⠀” thought so , I’ll come
⠀⠀⠀’nd get ya again . I know
⠀⠀⠀it’s not far . .”
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀she feels the same way
in a 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 — normally
she’s 𝑜kay at not letting
it get to her … but when
it’s brought up , it gets
her thinking about it .
⠀⠀ ⤷