i will never understand
why i let myself
fall for you
when i knew
that that accent could draw any girl
into your trap
and that i was not the only one
who'd be eaten alive
and spit out
like raw meat.
- don't worry, i'm fine.
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.
