a kind of imbalance when it came to her, many options were open to me: none of which involved not caring on my part To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMoreEmailPocketPrintLike this:Like Loading... Published by Beleaguered Servant Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough. View all posts by Beleaguered Servant
Nice. The line breaks give a nice rhythm 👏👏