it's hard not to feel like shit
she can beat you one minute then kiss you the next and mean it
can't tell if this is abuse or tough love
were I come for. i have no say
it's just "our way"
...wish I could go on the other direction.
YOU ARE READING
lowercase • poetry
Poésiea collection of poems i made throughout my teenage years and every moment i felt with the boy i thought i once gave my heart to. • • • • previously known as blurry eyes
