It wasn't fair. How you got to move on and
I am stuck here trying to get over you but the feelings are a wave crashing down onto
me. It's not fair how once , we talked about future and now we barely talk at all. How I poured out my heart one day and the next you barely say a word to me. from I love you text in the middle of the class to hey once a week. It's not fair how I try to fall in love with someone else but you. are. Always. There. I miss your hugs and your voice and your eyes and your and your eyebrows. It was a short amount of time that I fell into the abyss of your heart. I miss looking at the stars. You took time in my day I never thought I would have given anyone. I loved you so fucking much.-s (2017)
for another book.
YOU ARE READING
bleeding.
Poetrya number of times when the world of 26 alphabets held me because no one else would.