it's almost disgusting that i
say your name in my sleep
when you can't even remember mine.
and your face crosses my mind
along with all our memories
from before the world went wrong.
your eyelids flutter
and the grey flecks in your icy
blue eyes shine like
my smile did when your hand
was in mine and all was right.
sorry that i cared too much
but i thought we were in love.
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>i haven't updated in seventeen years don't kill me i sincerely apologize<
YOU ARE READING
you killed my flower
Poetryi hate the way your eyes can manipulate me. poems about his eyes and other things.
