and when you left
my bones shattered
like broken glass
my eyes were drowning
like someone who never learned to swim
and my heart had stopped
but only for a moment
it stopped long enough to scare me
but not to kill me-k.f.
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YOU ARE READING
his name was kentucky
Poetrya collection of poems about the first boy i ever loved, and lost.
seven
and when you left
my bones shattered
like broken glass
my eyes were drowning
like someone who never learned to swim
and my heart had stopped
but only for a moment
it stopped long enough to scare me
but not to kill me-k.f.