after he causes the reds and purples on my skin,
he now sits down and cries with me.
he says he's sorry and that he can't help it,
but he's got me brainwashed.
maybe he's just showing me his love in a different way?
his tears flow down like a river
I never really thought he ever cried.
but not everyone's as strong as you make them out to be
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ty for 2k it means a lot
and sometimes I think,'Harry styles could be reading this' ok gfyijggjjv
YOU ARE READING
astronomy•poetry
Poetrythese poems are for the lonely, forgotten, the lost poets at three am, and everyone else in between cover credit: -sidjenkins
