you are being honest,
i know.
you didn't mean all the harsh words
you spit onto my face,
i knew that too.
you said you're still in love with me,
that, i doubt the most,
because when i ask you again,
in your hesitance, i found the truth.
YOU ARE READING
Unsettled Emotions
Poésiejust some thoughts that keep you awake at ungodly hours. -either its too relatable or it doesnt make any sense at all. thats it. no in between whatsoever. # tw // self-harm (alive) # M for language use
