remember when
you were little how
you promised to
never forget about
a close friendship
well that was before
feelings got in the way
-
god why am i so stupid
YOU ARE READING
poems
Poetrywritten poems that my heart whispered to my broken hands as they typed at eerie hours of the night.
blocked
remember when
you were little how
you promised to
never forget about
a close friendship
well that was before
feelings got in the way
-
god why am i so stupid
