Don't tell me you're sorry until you're awake at four in the morning thinking about our memories and how much you miss them
Until you feel your heart drop at the sound of my name
Until everything you see reminds you of me
Until you know what it's like for something to kill you inside
And the thing killing you doesn't care.
YOU ARE READING
things i would never say to you
PoetryThis book is all poetry that I relate to, maybe you can relate to some of it too. Most poems are mine but some aren't. These poems aren't all about one person.
