I didn't know which hurt more. Your absesnse, or the way you keep returning after I've closed the door.
But everytime its closed, I hear this knock, and it makes my heart beat a little faster, and my day a little brighter.
And then your gone again.
YOU ARE READING
Sad girl hours
PoetrySad poems HONESTLY WOULDN'T CONSIDER THESE POEMS,MORE LIKE SAD THOUGHTS.