What if ?
What if we met years from now in a shop? Rather than years ago?
Would you still beg me to lick your wounds? Patch you up?
Would you still wait for me in my darkness?
They always say, once you've known chaos. You crave it all the more.
Do you crave the way I taste like stale cigarettes and burnt coffee?
What if I was no longer your only option?
What if I told you my scars still bleed?
Would you still want me?
What if we never met ?
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Things never said
PoetryPoetry written by a lost soul at different points in my life. I hope to get feedback and I hope that you'll enjoy 😊 as reading please keep in mind that I am a novice poet with a soul full of words that can only glimpse into what I may be feeling bu...
