My thoughts are devouring me.
And the sad thing is...
they're not even thoughts of me.
They're thoughts of you.
I can't control them.
They consume me.
The shadow of you still lurks in my mind
at night when I sit by my balcony window
and watch the cars on the main road whiz by.
Now I know that shadows can lurk in the night, too.
YOU ARE READING
her eyes looked dead
Poesiea collection of poems, rants, and excerpts from books I'll never write. the poems usually rhyme. all by yours truly, of course. please don't steal em lol bc if i find out...you won't see the next day ;) what are they about? idek lol mostly heartbr...
