im slowly forgetting you.
i didnt recognize your unsaved number when you texted me.
i dont expect your goodnight calls or 'i love you's.
my eyes still water when i think of your laugh and my stomach turns to stone when i see the way you look at her
you used to look at me like that.
YOU ARE READING
everything is (not) okay
Poetrya collection of short poems and stories written by the fingertips of the most heartbroken soul trying to mend itself through words and painfully sad poetry.
