I need you a lot.
You need me sometimes.
I love you whole.
You love me some.
I see you all time.
You see me none.
I want you bad.
You want me dead.
YOU ARE READING
After Twelve
PoetryThoughts After Twelve. - • New Moon • : Dark days, depression, negative content warning • First Quarter • : The sad attachment • Full Moon • : The recovery, genesis of new life, healed wounds • Third Quarter • : A string of hope, new life, solitar...