11:08pm the 26th of October on a Monday
I would surrender all that I had to give if it meant that every person felt their life was well lived.
You poured your emotions into the beer glass that was grasped in your hand and I now understand why you're so pessimistic as the glass was still half empty as you were too; half a man.
When my video game automatically saved in a harmless location it reminded me of you. I had to save myself from losing the game in the most seemingly harmless of situations.
YOU ARE READING
if i don't say this i'll explode // a book of poetry
Poetrya book of poetry // because if i don't say this i'll explode, there's too much white noise in my head that needs to be transferred to the blank spaces in the sky and the unfulfilled breaths of the air we breathe. 20 year old girl from Melbourn...
