watching the skies turn into coal,
the emptiness now feels fully heavier on my shoulders.
all the hurt poured, and the pillows were damp
as flashes took me back to where i still belong to you and
a heart bleeds tonight.
YOU ARE READING
ninth avenue - poetry
Poetry__ heavenly bodies only know where you are now. maybe i was not holding on too tight as you slipped away. wasn't i still yours? __
