I can't help but notice,
You sit with your legs angled away now,
It would hurt to touch,
Eye contact lingers but fails,
There's unspoken words guarded
By knives of insults,
Cruelty really.
Cruelty to have to stay,
You smell like happiness you know?
You remind me of smiling.
Even though all we've ever done,
Is break each other.
YOU ARE READING
Notes To You
PoetryWords that fill my brain, while I lie staring at a bright screen, with a red filled arrow beside your name.
