she's doing well.
she's doing fine.
but did you ever realize the nights where she sits on her floor for hours,
the darkness secluding her,
within her thoughts are drowning her.
did you know
that little sounds irritate her,
because she has become so in love with the peace within her bedroom.
did you know
how much she loves sleep,
using it as her only escape from reality,
even though she's still exhausted after waking up.
did you know she stares at the blade in her palm everynight,
debating if it's worth it or not.
but other than that,
she's doing well.
she's doing fine.
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my lover poets
Romancethe thoughts about love. Simplicity form yet addictive to consume your mind over. Love isn't always perfect. (I know I'm not a perfect writer in poetry, but I thought it would be fun to write out some thoughts I have, and things I've learned int...
