I spend my nights thinking about you
And all the things you promised we'd do
Ignoring everything you put me through.
I spend my days awaiting the night
When it's chill and serene and not so bright
When it's safe to let go or to hold on tight.
YOU ARE READING
To the ex I never dated
PoetryWhat happens when love goes wrong? It drains you of all the love you once had to offer and leaves with a million and one reasons to only want to hate. Some say, you move on. Others say, you stay and fight to set it right. But the elites write their...
