"We're like a stool. We're all close and we try to stay 'the same length' except theres exceptions. I love them both. And If it was that simple we'd be fine but we all have our needs because we're people and not a stool. it's just that our needs effect each other and not in a good way. Unlike a stool, we have emotions. We are careles. We are forgetful. We are--people. We cant help it."
~~~
I think im going to turn this into a short story? Idk.
Five poems left lovelies c:
YOU ARE READING
Metanoia
Poetry"YOU LEFT BRUISES I CANNOT ERASE WITH FOUNDATION THIS TIME" These are just really shitty old poems tbh But i hope you guys are well c: © [Ranked #467 || poetry] [[Completed]]
