last night
yes?
you held me in your arms, and
you had me bury my head
into your shoulder...
why are you bringing this up?
you were lying to me
how?
you grabbed my chin
lifted my face
and told me you love me.
YOU ARE READING
A Whole Melancholy of Lovers
Poetrya book of poetry written for the boy i love the most, and maybe a few others
white lies
last night
yes?
you held me in your arms, and
you had me bury my head
into your shoulder...
why are you bringing this up?
you were lying to me
how?
you grabbed my chin
lifted my face
and told me you love me.