You asked me to
Trust you,
But when does
glass figurines
Learn to love
The hammer?
- break me, kiss me until I shatter
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".
