☁poesy☁

62

"you tell me you love me and that you're sorry for everything,

when my mind is in shambles, my breathing is not quite right

and you know i'm too tired to push you away, too scared to be lonely,

and i'm right where you want me, vulnerable and shaking at your mercy.

as i repeat the three words in broken whispers, i see your large smile,

that smile is full of so many things, but most of it is lies"

-k.v.