you were my life,
so tell me why you're the death of me
tell me why I can't help but cry
whenever I think about you.
Tell me why I miss you,
even though you never really left
and tell me why nothing makes sense,
without you by my side
because you're the first person who really knew me,
including the parts that are so much easier to hide.
YOU ARE READING
all the things I never said
Poetry"Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words." -robert frost A collection of heartbreak, trauma, childhood nostalgia, and love written by yours truly. and without further ado.. here are all the things i never sai...
