I can't handle you loving her too. It pains me to say this, but darling I'm telling the truth. For when she cries you tell her you love her don't you? And I am the same all over again, blending with the waters I keep sinking in.
YOU ARE READING
in your absence
PoesiaPerhaps I love you too little, because there is still so much you don't understand...for I crave touch, just not from your hands.
