10:16 pm
where were you when i was fallen apart?
when i was broken like a mirror ;
no...
i wasn't just broken,
but shattered.
and frankly,
it's better to leave a shattered mirror,
than to hurt yourself
trying to fix it.
YOU ARE READING
intoxicated // poetry || 01
Poesía[ book 01 - completed ] emotions are not meant to be bottled up, and i knew at the second your breath intoxicated my lungs, that emotions were meant to be wild, spread out, and if you can survive the journey, it'll be one hell of a story. ███████...
