Prompts
i. Subcutaneous ii. Peaches iii. Late for Class
i.
I can feel you
crawling beneath my skin.
You
know just how to
rub me the wrong way.
Scratching your nails
up my sides.
Take your hands
off of me.
This is not what I
wanted.
I don't know why
I ever thought
I might still love
You.
-
ii.
Your lips
tasted like summer.
Carefree and
sweet.
Warm peach cobbler
and cold vanilla ice cream.
But summer
always has to end.
Good.
I didn't like peaches anyway.
-
iii.
You couldn't help putting your lips
on mine.
I wish you would have just left me
alone.
You wouldn't stop
touching
me.
And you
made me late for class.
About the Creator
Amuli Miori
I'm an 18-year-old Genderfluid baby who can't control their emotions. Most of my stories have to deal with trauma, depression, anxiety, or all three. I sincerely hope that you enjoy reading and I hope you have a lovely life, my dears.
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