I fell in love with your words
and got lost in your metaphors.
I got tangled in your web of questions
and never cared to ask any.
I plunged into an ice-cold abyss
when I asked to meet you in person.
That was why I was slapped across the face
when you didn't turn out to be him.
5.22.2023
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pieces of me: poems
KöltészetTo the girl twenty-four hours ago, crying into her pillow and questioning what comes next, you'll be okay. "pieces of me" is a collection of thoughts that make up who I am, inspired by either fictional or real emotions and experiences. Through poetr...
