kiss my cuts ❥ poetry

what's love.

distance is not a factor
in the connection of our hearts.

i don't believe in love.
at least not after all the heartbreak
and letdowns i've had.

i would be lying
if i say my mother's misery
has never given me pleasure.

love is just a word to me now
with no meaning other than
a dream
a fairytale
a figment of my imagination
for love doesn't exist in my reality.

i used to be able
to love so easily.
now?
i'm incapable of loving.
i'm afraid
i can't ever love again.

-you can't break what's broken