i wish i never met you,
and that i could forget everything.
the memories haunt me
the pictures hurt to look at
yet i cannot stop myself
from reminiscing of
the people we used to be
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
t w e n t y - t w o
i wish i never met you,
and that i could forget everything.
the memories haunt me
the pictures hurt to look at
yet i cannot stop myself
from reminiscing of
the people we used to be
