In the summer it was easier
I could pretend I was
happy without you and actually
believe it.
Now, when the winter months
are getting closer,
it's harder and harder to pretend
I'm okay without you.
~ PINK // September 2014
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Our Little Tragedies
PoetryThis is my poetry, starting from July 2014. I write about my life and desires and how I see the world. My pen name is PINK. Feel free to point out any typos. Enjoy :)
