Afterwards
When the sky is dark
And the leaves have fallen
From the trees
Afterwards
When you've seen it all
Every piece
And claimed it as yours
Afterwards
Will you still want me
Or will you cast me aside
Like everybody else?
YOU ARE READING
Messages I Never Sent
PoetryJust a compilation of my thoughts. From messages I wrote but backed out of sending, to poetry I wrote on the spur of the moment.
