Please
tell me
all bad things
about him
even if
they're lies.
Fill me up
with these
until I
can't defend
him anymore.
I just need
to make myself believe.
Until I hate him.
Until I forget
how much
I love him.
YOU ARE READING
We're Luminescent
PoetryThese are the words that never came out of my lips--the words I've left unsaid. For you are my poetry, and I can only hope you know. Back in time, when we we're luminescent, or so I thought.
