You know me, my love.
You know me, you do.
You know all my scars
in which stars are drawn.
You know all my words,
said in a tune.
You know me, my love.
You know me, you do.
You know all that I've shown you
and you assume that it's true.
You know all that I've gave you
even more than I do.
You know me, my love.
You know me, you do.
You think that you know me
more than I do.
You think for all of my scars
you know my disput.
You think that you know
the fights that I lost.
You assume that you know
the things that I trust.
You know me, my love.
You know me, you do.
Or that's what you think
before I burst out of the door.
YOU ARE READING
Things I wish I've kept
PoetryThose are all a little poems I wrote. Some of them I was scared to publish and some I couldn't wait to share. I hope you enjoy them and maybe find a piece of yourself in some of them. Stay healthy!<3
