*Sighs* I can't believe you are reading my pieces of poop with your valuable time. I mean...... thank you.

Anyways, I kno Im scary at writing. Some of you people even cried because of my poems. *shudders*
And this time I wanted to rhyme the words so they got worse. You'll suffer, I promise.

BUT, IMMA WRITE IT SO YOU GONNA READ IT CAUSE WELL YOU ARE READING IT!!!!!!!
Doesn't make sense.

A bit of a background story:
This is for my friend.... ummm yeah and he first saw me when I came out of my house because me and mah parents had a fight. He saw me there when he was passing by and sat beside me and hugged me. I hate skin contacts but it was different with him. And yeah we became friends.

Anyways, let's get started!

Pajama

I had a fight,
That cold night.

Trying to cry myself to sleep,
Gazing at the stars from the street.

I wanted a warm one,
And that's when our story began.

You'd always hold me.
I'd always feel free.

You were as soft as a bunny,
Smelling like honey.

Our fingers intertwined,
And our minds combined,

We could do anything,
But we lost everything.

I lied,
And sacrificed.

Just for you.
Oh, I knew.

I lost another.
I'm sorry feather.

Some people used to call him feather but I used to call him pajama. He called me today and he started crying. He said that he missed me. I couldn't feel anything at that time but after a while, I became a mess. I miss him.

See you in the next chapter!

*flips hair dramatically*