funny how people say
you could never love someone so much
when you couldn't even love yourself,
clearly, they haven't met me,
someone who's been giving so much
to the one i love the most,
i give him so much love
that it's overflowing,
and so he put it to a stop,
and now the love he deserves that i've been wanting to give him,
has nowhere to go,
taking it for myself
feels like a crime to me,
he deserves so much more love and good things in the world than i do,
so now i feel so empty,
even with all the love i can give him.
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a hurricane of blues | poetry book 2 ✔
Poesía[ poetry and prose book 2 ] ❝you're so good at comforting others but who's comforting you?❞ a shelf of poems and proses containing the chaos and pain of heartache, loneliness, anger, grief, and sadness. s t a r t e d : f e b r u a r y 2 0 2 1 e n d...
