You say you love me
but most days
I can't help but think
you don't even know
what the word
means.
YOU ARE READING
Bonfires
Poetry"Why do your eyes chill me to the bone , but your mouth spits bullets encraved with steel and the power of four moons"
Denial
You say you love me
but most days
I can't help but think
you don't even know
what the word
means.
