Remember those roses you gave me?
I burnt them.
But you know what happened?
My breathe was attracted to the smoke.
So you know what now?
You're literally the air in my lungs.
Well fuck.
That backfired.
A/N: this is what I thought of hen I first started writing the last one but it turned into that one so here's what was originally going through my mind. Remember, you can't run away from your problems, eventually they'll become part of you.
YOU ARE READING
Just some shit thoughts
PoetryJust some shit thoughts put into a poetic-ish form I guess. I'm not really sure what I'm doing, I'm just trying to put my emotions into words I guess
