nice

if you want me to love you
tell me you love me.
all you have to do
is say really nice things.
see, i craved something
i couldn’t get
when i was just a
stupid little kid.
Now i’m swayed
by pretty words,
and i envy
pretty birds,
and i fight the raging urge
to get on my knees
any time any admirer
says something nice to me.

you can find the written poem on my blog. — This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app — Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/storiesbynoelle/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/storiesbynoelle/support

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