the word love is too freely used.
you say it when you recieve something.
you say it when you are in the moment.
but us
we are not in the moment,
we are not receiving anything but
scattered brains
mixed signals
and shattered hearts.
YOU ARE READING
She still misses you. {{ -- 3AM thoughts. }}
Poetrythe poems in my story are written by yours truly. the suffering, heartbreak and loneliness lies in this book.
