2:50am
seeing your face after it all
it was far more debilitating than any kind of abuse
than any kind of torture
you truly didn't understand how much I'd been hurting and healing
you couldn't fathom the idea of it
not in the slightest
that it was your face after it all
.s
YOU ARE READING
it's 5 a.m. now
Poetrya taste of everything that has made life a little more bitter and on rare occasions; a little sweeter | just an informal way to get thoughts out, i guess
