I hurt your heart. You hurt mine.
I can't get the image of your pain out of my head.
The steel kissing your forehead as you said goodbye, hot tears sliding down my face.
Anxiety was my queen that night, the ambulance was my king.
I wish I could hate you
But I'm still in love with you...
And you don't know
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryA journey about a lost love, firstly found on the internet. (Based on real events)
