If I could just erase every line I made that formed
you.
I would see how far id go
Before I stopped
And cried
And started drawing
Once more.
YOU ARE READING
Breathing and Other Concepts
PoetryPoetry about L words. Life, lessons, and (don't tell my mom) love. Moving on from your home town is difficult, but not near as difficult as leaving your first love. Do they know how much you adore them? No. Do you hesitate anyway? Yes. This story...
Idiot
If I could just erase every line I made that formed
you.
I would see how far id go
Before I stopped
And cried
And started drawing
Once more.
