i knew it,
like the back of my hand,
we were meant to come together,
and we were meant to tear apart,
i knew it,
knew that you were the pathway to a paradise,
to a paradise that was short and sweet,
i knew it,
like the way your eyes shine in the golden light,
that you were just an affair,
and i was just a pawn in a lover's game.
YOU ARE READING
letters i couldn't send
Poetrya series of letters, written to my beloved, written to those who wronged me, during the twilight, or when the day is clear and warm, a series of letters, written with my heart on my sleeve, written to them, but written for you to read.
