I'm my eyes you were beautiful and care free,
But in the eyes of my parents
You were nothing but a stupid, reckless, careless boy.
They wanted space between you and me,
and all the sparks we had in between us.
Those sparks died faster than you could say forever.
YOU ARE READING
Purple poems
Poetry"And if a genie were to come come and tell her she had one wish, she would wish for the world to slow down, and for the pain to finally stop." #17 in tired 8/8/18
