today i woke up
and i was ready.
ready to finally let go of you
to finally
undo you from my skin
i was ready to forget you
ready to finally smile
when your name came up in conversation
i am ready.
-goodbye.
YOU ARE READING
black roses painted red.
Poetrythis is a book that i have poured my heart, soul and all my vulnerabilities into. thank you for being my home and holding my heart when no one else did. i hope when you read this that you can connect with me and the others who have read this, i hope...
