Tonight I have come to an awful realization
I have begun to forget your voice.
I can't believe it
That you haven't spoken to me in so long that I've forgotten your voice
My favorite thing to listen to
My favorite melody.
It hurts
It hurts so fucking much
I hate it.
But never you.
I could never hate you.
YOU ARE READING
THE H WORDS
PoetryWritten by, in the teenage years of, a not so special girl, with a not so special past, with a not so special life. Written by a girl who could never write poetry in the first place, but still did so when her emotions spilled over the edge. Writte...
