if you think i still miss you
then you really are full of it
and as more time passes by
i reckon i dodged a bullet
YOU ARE READING
flutter
Poetryhis cruel words were said without stutter as he left me alone without giving me the chance to even mutter so all i can do now is pick my torn apart heart out of the gutter as i spread my singed wings in the hopes to grasp the clouds as i flutter ⭐◾⭐...
bullet
if you think i still miss you
then you really are full of it
and as more time passes by
i reckon i dodged a bullet
