Sleepy Scrawls.

All She'd ever wanted
Was to Know.

Not one to hinder,
She'd let him go.

Once, twice, thrice and more,
Pride was the second skin she wore.

Should The Boy knock once more,
She would be there by the door.

Should The Boy not choose to Stay,
She'd turn and walk away.

She'd hold the fort erstwhile
Till the ship docks its hull.

[ End : 7.11 am ]