we all have secrets. you ripped mine out of me, and used them against me. i looked out my window and saw your shadow. not alone of course. i saw her leaving your house. half dressed as she gave you a sloppy kiss. remember when i gave you those sloppy kisses?
~awsten
YOU ARE READING
secrets ; gawsten
Poetrydeep down, we're all capable of unspeakable acts. highest ranking /// •58 in poetry
