Poems from JazzyFae93
The other day one of my friends said to me "Jaz...you have no idea how many guys check you out whenyou walk by.
I found that really...
I can't tell the difference between my dreams and reality anymore
Everyday I wake up and yet I'm never really here
I find myself living...
I've gotten so used to the rain that I hardly feel it anymore
It's liek a friend giving sweet, sweet caresses
Letting me know everything...
What if today was the first and last time you met me?
Would you be able to have a conversation with me?
Would you be able to look past...