they ask me if i've
ever been in love
and i always
shake my head
for fear that if i spoke
i'd say your name
YOU ARE READING
Ink and Tears
PoetryPoems I wrote with a bleeding pen and a bleeding heart. Pages soaked in tears and words I write while being ripped apart.
your name
they ask me if i've
ever been in love
and i always
shake my head
for fear that if i spoke
i'd say your name
