the only thing that draws me to you is pain
cause the love we've all had has faded
and now you're gone i'm going insane
don't tell me what we were is jaded
i never got to tell you that i loved you
yet at this point, you wouldn't care
without you my senses are harder to come to
i'm starting to see you everywhere
YOU ARE READING
𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌
Poetrystatic stat·ic ˈstat-ik. adjective characterized by a lack of movement or change trigger warning: read at your own risk! | just an unnecessarily long collection of me trying to get over my feelings
