Your sloppy kisses were tasteless,
hopeless,
so do our ring,
we're nothing .
•••
The same air that we shared,
our fingers that we laced,
you don't even care,
our memories we kept for ages .
What's all of this?
It's absolutely nothing .
YOU ARE READING
Rozés
Poetry- love; there were no second chances, but if you do; you're lucky status : [COMPLETED]
