They way I felt,
the way her love got me shook,
gave me butterflies I never knew existed,
She taught me new ways of life
to live,
to breathe,
to love,
She closed my scars and gave me comfort
before scratching them further?
so,
do i regret it?
or am i just in guilt of it happening?
cause it wasn't the story
supposed to happen,
and the story never lasted
but just stayed a poetry
YOU ARE READING
A poet's diary
PoetryA poet's Diary is a set of poems, written to express feelings, often never shared to the world. What everyone feels, but is too hard on themselves to share.
