don't tell me i'm pretty only when you take my clothes off
don't tell me you love me only when i touch you,
don't carry me in your arms if it's only for putting me in your bed,
i worth so much more than that.
YOU ARE READING
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Poetrymaybe i'm crying a little less when i'm writing countless words instead, i know the pain will come back tomorrow; but maybe some day, it won't knock at the door that loud anymore maybe tomorrow it won't be there at all, as if it never existed.
