The Film, which did not end

Felt a thousand neglectful hands reach out to me

The minute I was told, ‘I like you’

A weight of my heart crumpled away

A piece of it, rather blown away

The film did not end at that moment

I saw an epilogue…

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Meh, being liked is sometimes overrated but being respected, that never gets old. Being loved? That's the best. I really enjoyed the direction this went. A great little write! F.

[Mk.t.g]

Thanks for reading!!

[andrew mitchell]

Like the imagery, well done.

[Mk.t.g]

Thanku for reading!