I am the stuff of legends.
The strong knight that defeats the evil witch that called him in and enchanted him
Except I am not a knight and you are not a witch
We are just two kids who clinged to each other for support
And you took too much
And I gave too freely.
I wish it were as noble as it sounds in the stories.
YOU ARE READING
Lungs and Coffee Cups
Poetry"I believe we hold our feelings in our lungs, and at the bottom of empty coffee cups" The life and writings of j.l., a book of poetry containing absolute devastation and pure joy.
