she wants another heart.
one to love,
that's not full of paper cuts
and venom.
she wants another soul.
one to hold,
and to cry on,
and to cry with.
she wants another mind.
one she can live with,
and she can breathe
and breathe.
she wants another body.
one that won't shy away,
and stay away,
and keep away.
she wants someone who isn't me.
so i'll leave,
and leaving,
and gone.
YOU ARE READING
love is like a roller coaster
Poetry𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙪𝙥 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙. the hopeless ramblings of a hopeless romantic. > (completed)
