His face haunts me
Night and day
Lingering memories that won't go away
They float in the space
of my mind
They conjure up feelings I thought I left behind
He was curious from the start
And I was foolish to open up my heart
He was the Trojan horse I welcomed in
A cry of havoc
Let the war begin
YOU ARE READING
The Curious One
Poetry"Dancing on my brain and pissing on my heart. There's never been more potent a creative force than heartbreak." -Holly Bourne (Am I Normal Yet?) -a collection of original poems- Copyright AnnaAbigail
