12:18 pmMy lover, Charlie never could comprehend it.
I don't expect you to either.
You will never understand my burning heart.
Everything ruins the sweetness in my body.
The way you touch every joint of my hand.
The blue becomes black.
So let me be for now.
Let me love the girl with the bruised hands.
Let me love her for now.~h.g.
YOU ARE READING
// this never dies //
Poetrymy heart may not linger forever but these words shall live on.