Ocean floating down your chest.
Salty and wet like the ocean.
Floating down cheeks.
Rosy cheeks not like mine.
Because I know I am not enough.
To keep him.
Because I know that my life's a fade.
Because I know that that floating ocean is what I deserve.
Because I can never be more than a star.
After you returned I was so happy.
Full of joy.
And I felt like I belonged to your sky.
I thought maybe you returned because you needed me more than her.
Like I was enough for you, to keep you.
As if I was more than a star.
A bright star.
But yet still just a tiny star in a whole universe.
So irrelevant.
After you returned i felt like dancing.
After you returned I felt like singing.
After you returned I felt like I could see.
You made me feel like my face wasn't shaped ridiculous.
After you returned I felt like I wasn't drowning in this salty ocean.
After you returned...
"Why did you return?"
YOU ARE READING
letters for bunny.
PoetryBorn to be the other woman. But one day, she opened her book. She started writing. Writing letters to that girl. That girl, her man loves. That girl who wears the ring that is supposed to be on her finger. The girl that shouldn't be betrayed either...
