Originally posted on ~Burning Woman~: (a poem by ~burning woman~ ) I don’t do love (she said) He looked at her dismayed not knowing what to add; not knowing which new bait he could put on his hook. But I’m OK with friendship (she added with a smile) I’m also OK with closeness I can…

via Child of Woe, Child of Wonder — heroicallybadwriter

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s