I was not yet ready. Forgive me.

You had the best intentions And the craziest poses You only wore one hoodie Even on heated days Even in heated arguments They say that the one who’s heart you break will avenge through your next lover I attest to it My life proves it Im out in the cold begging for affection Begging forContinueContinue reading “I was not yet ready. Forgive me.”

No. 47

Of the same girl I write for the 47th time Or at least, thats a number that scares me but not enough to feel broken. I don’t really remember her I only hear her voice past the cracks of my broken heart Everyday at 17:53 I listen to the voice note I saved… repeatedly. IContinueContinue reading “No. 47”

You are prison

Ive played each moment enough times to change the details to reluctant dawns. Evaporating words ascend with scents of wishes of you in the same room, nevermind my custody. Escape brought a new season- It brought the spring time and liberty from contempt building inside. Slim buildings remind me of you Dancing reminds me ofContinueContinue reading “You are prison”

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