my eyes no longer admire blue,
i find the beach downtown boring too.
it wasn't just an ocean.
i flinch, the details are gory,
the waters were our story.
YOU ARE READING
Stains | Completed
Poetry❝the day you'll return, is when i'll write about rainy days and coffee stains.❞ *** Lowercase intended for stylistic purposes. A poetry book. Other information inside. Completed. Cover credits to @Zayn_Imagines. ♠ My original work. All rights are re...
