franrobinson
It seems obvious that everyone is different, yet it is still a major problem for people to not assume that everyone else is just like them. "Merry Christmas!" they say, but do they really know that I am Christian and celebrate Christmas?
Days, weeks, months pass by...
yet I can't get her out of my mind
There is work to be done, things to be thought...
but she's the only thing running through my head
...at least I can rest assured that she's mine for some time
The flannel shirt was on the ground before me. Thrown there by a careless teenager, but who was that teenager...and why leave his shirt? Or was it a she...?