you loved me because
when the knife sunk into my flesh,
i didn't bleed red.
i started bleeding every single sunset.
YOU ARE READING
DAMAGED CELESTIAL BEINGS
PoetryWORDS WRITTEN IN OUR SKIES, TO BE BLAZED IN OUR EYES. - e . d .
but it seems i may be a sunset too.
you loved me because
when the knife sunk into my flesh,
i didn't bleed red.
i started bleeding every single sunset.
