our relationship is like a flower
a delicate daisy.
we're playing the game of
"they love me, they love me not"
day by day picking off petals.
loving and hating each other.
we're at the last petal.
I'm already sick of this game
now tell me,
do you love me, or do you not?
YOU ARE READING
blown away with the colors
Poetrycolors are all we see, all we feel. this is my first poetry book so some of them probably suck lol I hope you like it :) (completed✅)
