I wouldn't let you break my heart/ but if you asked me nicely// I'd break it for you
If you were the ache in my gut/ I would seat myself in a freezing cold tub// and let you spread throughout my ribcage and suffocate my heart
I suppose we will never know if Romeo regretted the poison/ or if Juliet regretted the knife//and I cannot possibly know if I will regret loving you/// but still I humbly stay//// slowly dying
*Loosely based off of Halsey's song 1121*
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Does the Rain Ever Stop?: Poems and Musings
PoesíaHello Reader, This is my collection of poems and thoughts that I have compiled over the last few years. I have been writing for many years and my number one hope is that someone reads my poems and feels seen. Says "oh that's me". We all live in this...
