you were my whole book,
but i was only a filler chapter in yours.
tell me, does my name mean
something in your vocabulary?
sometimes i think god left
the last couple pages of my story empty,
because he knew that once you were gone
the meaning of living
would be an uncertainty.
perhaps, you'd fill them up,
in another reality.
YOU ARE READING
𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 || 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲
ПоэзияHEARTSTRINGS; 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨. poetry that will tug at your heartstrings (if you are alive).
