i use to stay up all night,
thinking about you, you,
and only you.
but boy, i should've guessed your
clues,clues,
and all of your clues.
because now i stay up,
thinking about losing you,you,
and always and forever will be you.
-to the boys who hurt me.
'Ci'Agea
YOU ARE READING
Endless poetry, from a black girl.
PoesíaQuote: "I will shed all of this skin down to the very bone, beneath it if that's what it will take for you to come to realization that appreciate is not what makes a human beautiful." -Christopher Pointdexter. just some of my feelings jumbled up...
