after you left
i was nothing.
a shattered girl,
living on the scraps of the hopes and dream
stolen from her so long ago.
hollow -
that's how you left me.
with my frozen heart
and a soul of ice.
i am nothing.
YOU ARE READING
sweater weather
Truyện Ngắn♥ so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater ♥ a collection of drabbles, musings, and poetry.
