Poetry

angelic, melancholic

☆ [this one's about the melancholia I am feeling because of a stupid, stupid boy]

The ache in my heart

polluted with your lovely yet vicious remarks

I never even mattered, can we please restart?

Wound me when we part

Tarnished with your art

I was used for affection, I should have been smart

At my ever-loving soul, you threw cruel, sharp darts

Bullseye: internal bleeding soon will start

Tales for your kin, I was a cherry tart

Sweet innocence turned sickly through your heart

It's time for us to part

Five months and a year since you said we were to part

I always fucking hate retelling that part

Admire your soul, so angelic

I act like I was never even yours in public

I savour your touch like an irreplaceable relic

Saintly voice that night, love hyperbolic

Agony affection from your skin: psychedelic

Torture of a rebound is always cataclysmic

Suffer without you in this life-melancholic

I crave you every second like a fucking alcoholic