all i ever asked you to do
was stay.
just love me and never go away.
stay here with your pinkie finger twisted in mine,
and let me steal glances of you from the passenger seat for forever,
and you couldn't even do that.
how could you say that you loved me?
all i asked you to do was stay,
and we could have stayed.
but we tore our chance at love apart and now
im sleeping with memories instead
of hope for tomorrow,
where i'd get to kiss you.
instead, i'm all alone again,
and i don't even recognize myself.
would past me be proud of who i am today?
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Adventures, Memories, and Everything in Between
Poetrybook 1 my brain is too crowded so i made room by putting stuff in here. so you're reading my brain pretty much. enjoy <3 WARNING: mature content because of strong language and references to alcohol and probably other stuff ALSO NONE OF THE VIDEOS IN...
