we aren't lovers.
we aren't friends.
we aren't even acquaintances.
we're nothing.
there was never a we.
and you don't know
how much it breaks me
to know
that there never will be.
• • •
i've started writing some other stories (one short story and one novel and both are currently drafts), and i'm kinda excited to see how they'll turn out. no promise if i'll actually continue writing them, but i'm hoping that i can complete a story for once. also, would any of you actually read them if i were to post them?
YOU ARE READING
to you
Poetryto you, my love • words and thoughts i could never say to you, now finally spoken through a splatter of words on a page. • • a collection of poems written from the view of someone who's fallen in love. • • • (lowercase intended) 26 in poetry - sept...
