I know everything
About you
Your favorite
Color
Song
Food
Smell
I know what
You like
And it's not
Me
At least not the me
I want to be
If I stayed in
The body I was born with
Would you love me then?
Would you not care
If people stared burning holes
Into the backs of our heads
Or
Got sour tastes in their mouths
When they saw our hands intertwined...
Yeah... I thought so
I guess I should come to terms with the fact
That you'll never be mine
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryJust poems, I'll post whenever I write new ones. ^^ Unless specified, poems with only a title are written by me. All others are from my character's POV.
