i look back at it all and cry
not because i miss you
or given you my first kiss
or trusted you
or need you
or want you
but because you were my shield
and now that it's gone
my feelings have a way of getting to me now
i guess it's time to dust off that old blade of mine
because i'm in for the fight of my life
YOU ARE READING
lowercase • poetry
Poésiea collection of poems i made throughout my teenage years and every moment i felt with the boy i thought i once gave my heart to. • • • • previously known as blurry eyes
