intoxicated || poetry

47

july 22, 2018

so insecure
i loved you
you made me yours
and i made you mine

but, snap-
in a second, all that was destroyed.
in a minute, we fell from the clouds and landed on the cold, hard ground.

without me, you seemed fine
but without you, i couldn't survive
and it seemed that everything we had was gone in a flash.