What I'ld Do..
To know
if you thought of me
As much as I do
of you.
The letter you left behind was
garbage.
I wanted to hear if from you.
Through your voice.
No matter how ugly a crier
you thought you were.
I wanted the truth
from you.
YOU ARE READING
What I'ld Do
Poetry❝what i'ld do to have you be mine; to wake you from the dead, my love...❞ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ A series of romance poems by a distraught lover upon learning of their partner's death. I wrote this when I was fourteen.
