im sorry because im kneeling on the cold, tiled floor of my mothers bathroom, throwing up the contents of my stomach at the thought of her being the one to kiss you.
i cannot stand how her name sounds as it spills out of your ohsokissable mouth and i want to cry as you tell me you think you love her.
does she look at you like you're her entire fucking universe, like i did when you thought you loved me?
does she tell people about you as if you're already together, like i did when you gave me all of that false hope?
tell me, darling, do you love her like you loved me?
( kf )
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dumb poems by yours truly
Poesíawey hey ♡ this is just tons of my writing that has accumulated in my notes for the past few months, and i thought i should share it with you guys, because maybe one of you will be able to relate to it. ♡♡
