I thought i was over you
and then we talked
once more today
and i fell right back
into the hole you dug for me- please stop doing that
YOU ARE READING
For All the Hopeless Romantics
PoetryFor all the girls who never got enough from the world so they looked in boys and in books until they realized words on paper were far more impressionistic than a boy could ever be.
Part 38
I thought i was over you
and then we talked
once more today
and i fell right back
into the hole you dug for me- please stop doing that