When I fell for you,
I forgot how to breathe,
think or be.
When I fell for you I fell through the ground underneath me,
right through the earth's core,
and came out the other side.
You were my center of existence
my every waking thought.
But I had to let go,
let go of that rope.
The rope we got tangled in,
the rope we once called our love,
because you let go first.
The rope that I held on alone for too long,
the rope that cut and brushed me.
The very same rope
that we once called our love.
YOU ARE READING
It's not all black and white
PoetryA personal collection of all my poems. >TW< This is my first book so if you enjoyed reading my poems feel free to vote and leave a comment. ❤️ Lots of love
