I never thought that it would be a problem
I wonder
Late night, when I think of myself
Do you think of her?
I romanticized myself
My demons hidden deep underground
And yet
I couldn't replace you
But she could replace me,
Or rather, take back her spot.
Couldn't she?
YOU ARE READING
Silent Screams
PoesíaPoems I wrote myself. All of them are original. (Can be triggering.)
