a new boy sits in front of me
his eyes are chocolate and
his hands are warm
tell me, what is it like to break?
he asks.
i gaze past him, setting my
eyes on you.
it's like a million hands pulling
you one way,
but you're still pulling the opposite way.
YOU ARE READING
love poems.
Poetrythis is a poem book full of poems made by me about life & love. i hope you enjoy! [ all rights to me ]
