that's what you do.
you ruin,
destroy,
and worst of all,
you blame.
but before
you terrorize me
with your loud, raging voice,
let me tell you this:
that's your fucking mistake.
not mine.
YOU ARE READING
Almost | ✓
PoetryIsn't that the saddest word? Almost. Something with so much potential... but just didn't happen. We were almost lovers. We almost lived. These were almost stories. ●●● [ a collection of poems ] highest ranking: #3 [[ 08_03_16 ]]
