how stupid of me
HOW STUPID OF ME
you won't help me
you won't comfort me
but you have to pull her close
and hang up on me
just to make sure she's okay
and so once again
the tears pour and pour
I feel alone again
of course
YOU ARE READING
drenched in you
Poetrybut when it stops raining water still drips hard from the trees and you left months ago but I'm still fucking drenched in you
