Maybe, one day, my poems will no longer be about you
Maybe, one day, I'll write about someone new
Maybe, one day, I'll say I'm fine and it won't be a lie
Maybe, one day, my will to live will surpass my will to die.
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...
