Felt them on me
as I swayed
to the song
you disliked
and when I kissed
another guys cheek
laughing
"This is OUR night"
They held mine
as I puffed another
one of your brands
and when I brushed
my fingertips along
the back of your hand
YOU ARE READING
💙🌊I Speak in Poetry🌊💙
Thơ caI couldn't contain the stories anymore. This is my truth. The fragments of my heart laid out for all to see. Words to heal, both you and me. (Poems are updated frequently)
