i feel restless.
i feel incomplete.
ill accept that feeling and let it stay for now.
ill use it as motivation so that
maybe if you come back
and you can forgive me
ill be whole, and ill be good this time.
ive probably said that before.
im probably repeating myself.
i probably sound so fucking stupid.
goodnight.
YOU ARE READING
idk if i can call this poetry
Poetrybook 2 this started out as just writing down my thoughts. poems, quotes and other random stuff. thats what this was supposed to be. instead, it had become a diary. a journal, almost. this is long lost lovers. this is heartbreak. this is one s...
