I thought getting hurt by love wouldn't be
The thing that I thought it would
But it's all thesame soul, different name
I've been hurt before
It was thesame bug, another bite
Parasitic Cupid
Nobody escapes the wrath of thesame word, different meanings
Combinations of poles and holes
To Love, Adorer, Amoursame thing
I thought you'd be different
You almost look thesame as him, my valentine
But you're not him
Are you?
YOU ARE READING
Stargazing//poetry
PoetryMy first personal poetry collection tackling teenage angst, mental illness and whatever else, man.