"It isn't until we are falling, I think, that we realize just how high we once were."
a poetry collection reflecting on the fall, written while falling.
completed
You allowed me to kiss all the places Except your neck. And we both played our part in masking your words as a Concern for inappropriateness. We decorated the awkwardness with A substitute kiss elsewhere, Concealed the secret with more secrets Embellished the lie with more lies Until we forgot it had ever happened.
But when you left and All the things we had built together came crashing down,
So did this: You were ashamed of more than my bruise.
Now, I am ashamed of yours
Author's Note
This week's dedication goes to Midnight_Writer101 because they're an aspiring writer and left such a nice comment on the last poem! Thank you for supporting me. My #1 advice for you guys who want to write on Wattpad is to write stories you would want to read. If you guys vote/comment the next dedication could be you!
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