Yes,I was drowning
in the sea of your fake love,
I know you won't save me
for I saw it in your eyes
but still I chose to
bathe in it--
no, I do not know how to swim
but for you,
I'll learn to breathe the water.
YOU ARE READING
He
PoetryA book he holds with countless pages, His eyes heal, and his love reads. This story contains prose and short poetries that is all about a man's point of view of love and life.
