I would rather just pretend
pretend that it is fine
I would rather this just end
with somebody's hand in mine
and I know the end is sweet
but there's no way to cross the line
so I would rather just pretend
pretend that it is fine
I would rather just pretend
sip on my nice rose-tinted wine
and carry softly my sorrow
on a breath into the night
YOU ARE READING
sat by the ocean
Poetryphotos are not mine!!! caution: chapter two has an image of a real animal skull. just in case anybody would be uncomfy! (continued onto Laying By The Ocean)
