i'll sign
my goodbye note
in the blood of
our dead love.
you don't have to
pretend to be sad
about it because
i sure as hell
won't.
YOU ARE READING
permanently unfinished.
Poetrywe write our feelings on paper because we have no one to turn to when our vision is blurred by tears and our chests are crushed with sadness.
heartache.
i'll sign
my goodbye note
in the blood of
our dead love.
you don't have to
pretend to be sad
about it because
i sure as hell
won't.
