will you love me when i'm irritated with the world and forget every ounce of respect?
will you love me when i'm depressed and shut myself off from the whole world and cry for days on end?
will you hold me when i hate myself and want to end my life but can't just bring myself to?
will you love me when i'm a total pig and forget how women are supposed to behave?
because i cannot assure you the good days forever. i cannot promise submission or happiness for the rest of our days.
but i can swear to always love you, even when i don't.
YOU ARE READING
wordlings
Poetryi like words. so i write them. now you have to read them. cover by -daisukii
