my lips quiver
your hand pull
my body loosens
your fingers hold
everything that was
is
and everything that wasn't
will be
my eyes cry
your shoulders shrug
my body collapse
your's walks away
everything that is
was
and everything that isn't
won't be
YOU ARE READING
you're not a poet.
Poetryim not a poet. i just watch the world go by every second, minute, hour. like a normal person and feel my heart pumping through my brain
