As I write this to you, I know you'll ever see it. As I cry over you, I know you'll never hear it. As I tear away fragile layers of my body because of you, I know you'll never feel it. However, I still feel the need to devote my entire being to you, in hopes one day you'll recognize how much I love you.
A.R.
YOU ARE READING
Inversion
PoetryBasically a collection of poems I write that will be updated as soon as my brain returns from haitus.
