Every time I start thinking I'm over it
you come crashing back like tidal waves;
I wish it was easy to forget
just like how easy it was
when you said
you've fallen for someone else.
YOU ARE READING
𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐎 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐅?
PoetryYou are the reason I have ink stains on my fingertips. art by yuschav arly
