i fell for a
few minutes today.
sharp cheekbones,
dark hair.
then i saw the
girlfriend on his arm,
like an ornament;
loud, gaudy,
but still pretty.
i fell for a
few minutes today,
and then i picked myself back
up.
YOU ARE READING
#sorry
Poetry"modern poems" honest thoughts put into poems no filters, only love, hate, death, and insanity. there is a certain rhythm these words must be read to. just emphasize and you'll find it. trigger warning: lots of profanity, lots of feelings. lots...
