I don't communicate, adna
Why are you touching every of my things though?
Don't dare to touch my schoolbook.
Don't dare to touch my tests.
Don't dare to have a look at them.
Why didn't you ask?
Because if you would've asked, ..
But your sight was not facing me,
directed on my belongings.
But adna if you knew,..
Why didn't you change at all?
I always knew you were such an stubborn.
No wonder I lost feelings.
How I hate our instincs.
I saw you just going on with your work and cheating on the book because of being lazy.
All what came out of your mouth came out like
like a
Threat.
,,Don't cheat! Learn, don't listen to him"
Does she, does she want to give me the book though?
But what does she mean I wanted to,...
,,No, adna, he wanted to ask for my book"
For..for yours?
Why
Oh
,,He has a book here already, you can keep it"
Sh7t
My damn eyes, I tried not to look at you
but you smiled again from the side
To diffuse
Tension
Copyright © Adna Demiri | Year Posted 2024
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