please stop me from reaching you
and pulling you over
it seems like I can't stop myself,
migraine is forming in my head,
I am losing my mind again for the third time of the week
I am a weak person, I admit
but your stingy words still haven't knocked my heart out
it's still beating fast for you
and only you
YOU ARE READING
tiny broken pieces and a faint memory of you
Poetryyou left, and tiny broken pieces and a faint memory of you is what's left of me. cover by @babyblue997
