oh,
my dear, my darling, my beautiful boy,
how come nothing i'll ever do will make you love me
like you loved her before?
(i know, you like me,
but i want more)
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...
