zayn

Zayn, Zayn, Zayn,

your hair so fluffy,

your voice so graceful.

And combined with four it brings you to one,

one direction.

But now,

oh now,

the balance is tipped,

you have left?

YOU HAVE LEFT?!?

what has happened.

What has happened now?

no fluffy hair?

NO FLUFFY HAIR?!?

oh my,

oh my,

Zayn, Zayn, Zayn.

This poem is dedicated to,

Rejvir Wraich, Christa Quinlan,

Lexi Medina, Jessika Peters