Until your lungs cave into your ribs when he sleeps
Until you have to remember to breathe after making love
Until his fingerprints wear under your hipbones
Until music fills your ears when he says he wants you
You are not in love with him.
g. m.
YOU ARE READING
the line between you & me
PoetryWelcome to the pages of my life that haven't been read yet. This is the line between me and you. All my love, Maddie ♡︎
