I know that
You are the uncoveyed words of my heart
But I'm not the one in your poetry
I know that
You are my everything
But I'm nothing at all to you
I know that
I would die for you
But you wouldn't do the same
I know that
You were my romeo
But I'm not your juliet
And that's when it hurts
NOT HIS JULIET
felicity wren
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Poetry"You let your lover's venom be your blood. And after your infatuation is over, all you are is a cold, lifeless body bleeding poetry into the broken frames of your heart." All rights reserved. @NefariousOrphics 2017
