i write poems with my bleeding heart,
i never knew someone could appreciate such art 💖
YOU ARE READING
Chained
PoetryI asked you if you love me. You widened the space between your thumb and your index finger, saying, "this much" And then I asked you if you love her. Your silence made me realize that both hands weren't long enough Completed.
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i write poems with my bleeding heart,
i never knew someone could appreciate such art 💖
