no strings attached
just our bodies
joined at the hips
our lips
connected
in their own little dance
we say no strings attached
but our bodies move together
in a perfect match
YOU ARE READING
The Stages of Heartbreak and Grief of Who I Once Was
Poetryfreeform poetry describing the heartache of high school and college relationships and learning to navigate life alone
eighty eight: no strings attached
no strings attached
just our bodies
joined at the hips
our lips
connected
in their own little dance
we say no strings attached
but our bodies move together
in a perfect match
