blue room
been barely believing in love.
her name was anonymous.
the memories of us clouding my head.
momma; you warned me, but it was now too soon.
lonely and lost in a cold blue room.
forgive me, sincerely.
YOU ARE READING
I Don't Miss You: Volume One
Poetrya bunch of thoughts my heart has spilled for your eyes to read. *soon to be officially published*
