the more it hurts cause i don't speak of it often—
those silent battles that keep my eyes wide open—
at night, especially
—when it's just the blanket, my pillow and me.
YOU ARE READING
The Things You Never Know I Wanted to Say
Poetryroller coaster emotions of a hopeless romantic
UNspoken pain
the more it hurts cause i don't speak of it often—
those silent battles that keep my eyes wide open—
at night, especially
—when it's just the blanket, my pillow and me.
