she loves me, she loves me not
petals descend gently,
amidst tears and yearning,
in my wounded heart,
i find myself encircled,
withered blooms scattered around
i've run out of roses
yet your absence still lingers.
YOU ARE READING
carve my heart with your name - poetry
Poetrydrain my essence entirely if you must, but leave me the echoes of your touch ⚔ ༉‧₊˚. ˚₊‧꒰ა ❦︎ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ જ⁀➴ credits book cover 𖹭 pinterest & unknown original artist poetry collection 𖹭 original writer - mye ⋅˚₊‧ ୨ notice ୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ please do not copy an...
