i hate how easy
it was for you
to turn your back
and forget about me
as if our memories,
never really mattered
YOU ARE READING
because of you || poetry
Poetryin which the words that dribble from my broken lips are for you may 15, 2018 - july 15, 2019
f i v e
i hate how easy
it was for you
to turn your back
and forget about me
as if our memories,
never really mattered
