i don't want to look at my reflection
and see you in it
- the memories of you are hurting me
YOU ARE READING
black coffee | old & unedited poetry dump
Poetryi knew from the start he would fuck with me and then leave. i knew from the start he would be bad and i would regret meeting him. i regret liking him. i regret letting him steal my first kiss. i regret you. the end. #3 - happypoems
mirror
i don't want to look at my reflection
and see you in it
- the memories of you are hurting me
