Give it back
It is mine
And you know it
I've forgotten why I've given it to you
My trust
My first touch
My first tear
My first crack
My first human
The first one I knew
You've never given a fuck about me
Why are you the one holding on to them?
And are they as important to you as they were to me?
And no I don't want to have back the hugs we shares
The smell you wore
Or the bed you made
No
I need to have myself back
The innocence that I deserved
The secrets that are not mine to keep anymore
So give them back
You don't get to hold them
Not after what you've done
After what you've said
So give them back
I'm begging
I'm begging
Do not give a fuck about me
YOU ARE READING
I shattered my own soul
Poesiaa bundle of love poems, I suspect there are gonna be a lot of bitter love poems but I'll try to include happy ones and now all your love is wasted, but who the hell was I?~ skinny love
