each time i
reached
cried out to you
you set me aside
but in the end
our hearts were the same
shattered at the edges
and only i could admit it
YOU ARE READING
goodbye to maryland | a poetry chapbook
Poetryhush, reader. im trying to be vulnerable.
forty two
each time i
reached
cried out to you
you set me aside
but in the end
our hearts were the same
shattered at the edges
and only i could admit it
