they say distance makes the heart grow fonder, but id rather talk about how the silence makes me hate you.
how not speaking to you makes wish i never did in the first place.
how your inability to feed my obsession has turned it to disgust
we're less than lovers,
but more intimate than
friends should be
there's something about you,
the way you hold me,
in the way i like to be held;
kiss me,
when i so desperately want nothing else;
but you never stay long enough for it to matter.
anyone can kiss me,
hold me,
pretend they care for me
but not everyone
can stay
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sometimes rain, sometimes rainbow - poetry collection
Poetrya collection of poems, written in real time about the good, the bad, and the ugly that comes with healing. PLEASE READ THE CONTENT WARNINGS this poetry collection includes themes and descriptions of: sexual violence/assault/harassment PTSD halluci...
