You made her smile with happiness, you made her cry with joy. But you made her hurt- for what? I was her and you were he, that's all I would ever really know. All I will ever really feel is the way my tears one by one fall down my cheek one by one when I realise- but of course he already knew? Or was that a lie and did he feel it all. The snap of our hearts, the pain of our eyes, the drop in our stomach, the anger of our love, the memories of the time, the disappointment that we went down the hill and never tried hard enough to get back up, because it was all broken. We couldn't be fixed could we?
YOU ARE READING
when my lighter drops
Poesiehow i feel, how i felt, the way i write. small things i talk about in my mind
