and when the seasons change
i'll ask you again whether you still love me;
because spring is when the flowers bloom
and autumn is when things begin to fall apart
a/n:
for @ducktapegirl, bc she left the most beautiful comment on the past poem [which might just be the most emotional thing i've ever written], so thank you for that
YOU ARE READING
broken bones
Poetrybecause, i think, we're all just a little broken. poetry #44 - 03/21/16 gorgeous cover by @mountainy
