at night,
you lay in your bed,
staining your pillows
and staining your cheeks,
until time betrays you.
at night,
i stain my heart with
your tears
and your blood,
as you pour everything out.
every night,
we are lovers in sync,
and together,
heartbreakers linked.
YOU ARE READING
sober // poetry
Poetrydrunk in love, sober i write poetries for you. - ©️ artist, line illustration
