The truth is that my words have already been tainted by hollowness. I poured all of me on this just for you; my last entry. however, I am aware of love.
you have entered both my world of prose and poetry at this point. I try to communicate but always get lost in translation, so I write in the hopes that you will remember me when you see the tiny "I love you" stain on my letters.
YOU ARE READING
Pᴏᴇᴛʀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ Wʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀꜱ
Poetrythe last entry of the old me. Started: March 23, 2022 Finished: October 30, 2022
