I know my conversation is crisp,
but so is autumn air and autumn leaves--
they'll fall away--
someday--
and then the spring will bloom.
so darling, please don't fill this room
with awkward conversation
YOU ARE READING
FLIP-SIDE
Poetry❝ my heart runs wild with words that shouldn't escape my lips ❞ [[my process of healing//started feb. 13th, 2016]]
