it's my fault.
i was too stupid and was too reckless. i gave you everything, and you never wanted it.
i gave you my hands to hold. i gave you my lips to kiss. i gave you my air to breathe and my laughter to hear. i gave you my body to embrace.
i gave you my heart to break.
it's my fault.
YOU ARE READING
exhale
Poetry"can i exhale for a minute? can i get this out in the open?" a collection of feelings molded into mediocre poems
