whenever i'm around you i always struggle for air.
even standing in a large room away from you seems to make me want to go outside and take a breath
there's been so much on my mind recently that i can't even think anymore, brain on the floor, being squashed and kicked out the door
i still love you, after all the bad things, after all of our history that was written in the stars. i know you don't want to hear it but it's the truth
YOU ARE READING
monachopsis
Poetrya collection of rambles, actually trying to write poetry, and sometimes just thinking on a keyboard. all feels tho ig
