My poems

You're a Drug

I was just a girl who wrote bad poetry.

I was afraid of my own mind

I loved you

But I was just a temporary high for you.

You had a hole in your chest

I cut out pieces of myself to try and fill you up

Even if I couldn't be whole, one of us ought to be

But in the end we were both empty

To me you were the sound of a fireplace crackling

You were some kind of drug

And to you I was just a girl who wrote bad poetry

Who loved you deeply

To hard

To much

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