reading back
looking at words
that claimed our
forever wouldn't last
felt like a stabbing sensation
of relief
an oxymoron
that i have to get to used to
why am i still not used to this?
YOU ARE READING
the dawn of us
Poetrycover by duvetjae a series of written poems about love, trauma, and moving on. disclaimer: this books discusses many serious topics, read with caution.
