Everything happens
For a reason
Even losing
The chance to
Know if
You were real-
A viability,
An option,
A future.
Only settling
On grief
After pushing
To find
Any reason
To justify
Why I
Could not
Keep you
YOU ARE READING
Manic Pixie Dream Girl: An Era ♡ poetry & prose
Poetrypoetry & prose ♡please consider supporting me on patreon (link in bio)- I aim to publish most of my writing for entirely no cost to the reader as best as I can. I believe art is meant to be free to anyone who chooses to consume of it. In a world suc...
