𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 | 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝

one hundred eight

i can still feel the places he touched my hand.
the way he held it,
rubbing circles around my finger,
i can still smell him on my skin...

but i can't help but think of the barrier that has been created
you pointed out all the things i can't change.
but i guess it's not your fault
the influences you've had to look up to, didn't do what we could be justice.

i guess i just wasn't represented well enough in your eyes...