We got into a fight,
I can't even remember why,
but he said something that made me cry.
It was my fault,
it had to be,
cause he beautiful and perfect
and i was, well
me.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts from my brain
PoetryIt's poetic, in a way. This is a mixture of poems and short passages. I'm writing these for myself, I guess, as a way to collect my thought, but I hope you enjoy the little pieces of me you read.
Me
We got into a fight,
I can't even remember why,
but he said something that made me cry.
It was my fault,
it had to be,
cause he beautiful and perfect
and i was, well
me.
