No.
It's not just because I'm tired
and exhausted as fuck
Or because school is making me loose myself
No,
it's because my head feels like
it's going to burst at any minute now
All this I never mind
But I'm scared
That when all of this is over
We'll fade away
I'm not scared of growing up
I'm scared of entering
this new world without you.
Are you going to forget?
Are we going to drift apart?
No,
I'm not ready to lose this
I wish I could just fast forward
to when we're 18 and free.
Is that too much to ask for?
- Darling, are you gonna leave me?
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".
