I've opened all of me for you
My eyes,
the deepest part of my heart.
In a world that's closed
without a small crack
It's the only place that's open for you.
Why do you keep
Telling me that I should give more.
I don't know what more
To give
When I've already
Given it all.
- everything is so wrong
YOU ARE READING
Shattered glass
Poetry［Highest ranking: #15］"Perhaps 'it wasn't meant to be' was our meant to be" he says as he chugs down yet another drink. She looks at him and rolls her eyes, "I wonder when your organs will give up on you too".
