L E A V E M E
your expression, blank.
you walked to the door, completely silent.
i know you didnt want to leave,
but you did.
your arm extended in my direction,
begging me to just leave with you.
the silence was killer.
your presence was painful.
i know i couldnt leave.
not with you.
YOU ARE READING
her mess
PoetryAn outlet for feelings. The best way to explain my story and show the impact it has had on me is by writing it down. By reading my book, you will see the pieces of me that I prefer not to share with many, but I chose to write this down and share thi...
