I love your second name
more than my own,
which is a total lie,
by the way,
if you haven't gotten used
to deceit—
my deceit.
YOU ARE READING
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...
