So I’m 27 now and I’ve learned a lot about almost nothing. |
You’ve had enough
I made you choose...
How many texts are too many texts?
I keep wondering if you’ve gotten my message...
You held back tears as you began to remember the...
They all came and went...
I knocked.
And you refused to let me in, I continued to...
A sharp light pierces through the window
Casting little rays of light over your...
I get awefully sad, knowing your poems are not about me. |
Can you see me? All of me? Probably not, no one ever really has. |
How long has it been since someone touched a part of you other than your body? |