Cold Body Next to Mine
Something has changed
and I fear it's irreversible
When you look at me
the sparkle in your eyes
dies
and the loving words
slip down your throat
Am I your scapegoat?
And I can tell your trying, too
but your hope died way before
While I still cling to it
you're closed off
You make me feel like I'll never be enough
Or
I'll always be too much
🍓
YOU ARE READING
ROMANTICISM.
Poetrysinking into romanticism like my body would into a field of flowers a hundred little rose buds that keep me breathing while the wind lowers .poetry.
