i love you, i love you, i love you
these words kept to myself
this ecstasy overwhelming me
and forming some sort of hell
YOU ARE READING
Ouch: i'm still not over you
Poesíapoetry about heartbreak, betrayal, and disappointment.
this ecstasy
i love you, i love you, i love you
these words kept to myself
this ecstasy overwhelming me
and forming some sort of hell
