Serves you right, you fool.
Your negligence
makes you bump into idiotic strangers
and talk with them
and hope that maybe
they might be interested in you,
but at the end of the day,
you are just drying slowly for crying all the water of your febrile body,
because you can't contain your feelings.
YOU ARE READING
L and H
PoetryIt's love and hate. Lover and strangers. Lover and enemies. Butterfly and bees. Heaven and hell. Land and sea. You and me.
