I never realized this up to now.
a single thing can change a thousand.
the butterfly effect it will elicit,
and the pain from my heart will now disappear.
the only thing I can bear;
is death.
and I hope that pain numbs with it.
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
