a heated kiss,
a forsaken rose
the joy of the ride
only lasts a while,
to feel that whirl—
bubbly,
joyous,
momentary thrill.
lovely,
the tip of the roller coaster,
is everything to the
sudden jab of a heart.
that kicks,
beats,
fights,
and loves.
" liar . "
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anhedonia ✓
Poetry❝ there was something truly wrong with her heart being so constantly exposed to disapointment. she needed to relearn how to feel again-how to breathe without restraint, how to love without having to think about the falling. because god, the fall did...
