I Like You
A poem about the questions that follow us long after the bell rings — the ones that start in childhood classrooms and never quite leave.
Karolina-Maria Glab··1 min read
Childhood classrooms. Folded-up notes, pressed and passed from hand to hand. Open it up. I like you. Now... what do you do? Funny, how some questions follow you long after the bell rings. ♡
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Karolina-Maria Glab