you lost who you were somewhere in time
every detail cherished, every word said-
it's all been burned down at the stake
but the smell of the smoke still seems to drift through my head
those first impressions, awkward handshakes
you're a completely different person than the one i was in love with
and maybe there's no cure
but a piece of me can't stop desperately wishing that
there's still something in you worth fighting for
-S
YOU ARE READING
bloom~ short lines and thoughts (✓)
Poetry*COMPLETED!* just a place i wrote down little thoughts & lines i had. ( this is not a serious poetry book, im well aware this isnt real poetry LOL. (this was my first work so dont be mean to me i was a child that read rupi kaur and thought it was...
