think of me

i love you , i hope nothing will change if you ever find this. i love you and i shouldn't. i love you and i don't know how to tell you. but if you read this, please think of me..

is it still a joke now?

The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )

Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken

My poetry dwells in the infinite sadness of the broken and the heartless.