Prophetic smiles and,
Cheerless laughter,
I ask with my, profanity and,
I ask anonymously,
but you know, exactly who you are,
yet you do not know at all.
So allow me to,
teach you about
the deepest darkest, brightest most shallow
places of your mind.
Give me all your days in return for mine,
do you promise to-
will you-
would you, do me,
the incomplete and utter honor of
marrying me
YOU ARE READING
Existent
PoetryHighest rank: #23 In poetry. A compilation of Poems about love, heart break, depression and everything in between really. Black, white, and of course, a dose of grey.