That warm feeling that used to radiate through every bone in my body when I looked upon your porcelain features was stolen from me like my heart from my chest, my air from my lungs.
Suddenly I couldn't breathe, suddenly that feeling of warmth was replaced with disgust when I saw you.
Your delicate skin on hers.
Cracking and breaking every promise you've ever made.
YOU ARE READING
Crooked Thoughts
PoetryAll the thigs I could never explain trying to be explained. Just putting feelings into words I guess. I guess it's slightly triggering but what Isint these days.
