I am so angry.
Not because I hate you.
But because I love you with
Every
Inch
Of my
Body.
-And you'll never love me in the same ways.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Someone. (I Hope You Read This.)
Poesiasometimes a child becomes too damaged to fix.
I. The Boy Who Broke Me VI
I am so angry.
Not because I hate you.
But because I love you with
Every
Inch
Of my
Body.
-And you'll never love me in the same ways.
