All this love stuff,
Makes me throw up,
Because we all know it's fake,
And that it is a mistake.
The tale of this love stuff,
Is all bad talk,
Just to distract us,
And we regret falling in the first place,
Because when you fall,
It's hard to get back up.
YOU ARE READING
bittersweet
Poetrycolorful and bittersweet poetry {lowecase intended... sometimes} {found picture on the internet, on Tumblr, please don't sue} ©bookbabere, all rights reserved.
