let me go.
I wonder if the reason you still infiltrate my thoughts and lungs is because you still think of me too.
-- If I let go of hope, will you let go of me?
YOU ARE READING
Afterglow ✓ (#Wattys2019)
Poetry❝Last night, I was drunk on your words. This morning, I am hungover on your silence.❞ || BEST RANKING: #1 in poetry book || #17 in poems || #51 in poetry
