And you came back last night.
I saw a missed call from a number that looked like yours.
You also messaged me on here.
What are you doing, toying with my mind?
Why do you ghost for three weeks and six days and then come crashing back into my life when
I'm not even sure if
you'll
stay?
Tell me what I should be to keep you from leaving.
YOU ARE READING
Suicide Sky (SS 1)
PoetryTRIGGER WARNING emotional exhibitionism; raw, unfortunate honesty. non-fiction. includes songs and significant lyrics. this is probably shit.
