I said no for the first time
about a boy.
I never thought I could deny someone; even I have grown enough
to know
when he says he'll be better
he won't.
Although my brain feels whipped and awry, like I've done something so terribly wrong, I listened to you.
I listened to every single aching heart string that pulled me away from you.
YOU ARE READING
Black Coffee
PoetryA series of small things that cause my brain to erupt in what looks like words. Poetry, prose, and small excerpts. ***there are some explicit/triggering chapters*** ***Mostly dark material*** ♤ "It flows through my veins. Kind of like a plant that...
