I stared into her
eyes and there I
could see the very
fathoms of her dark
scarred soul. I wondered
to myself how could something
so dark and broken be
so happy on the outside.
Then I realized it's all
a show. Too long for her
too soon for me she
walked away leaving me
in the rain.
YOU ARE READING
The Forget Me Nots
PoetryThis is a simple book of poetry no more, no less. Thank y'all so much for getting up to #4 in through my eyes, this is my highest ranking and I'm honored. :)
