TWELVE
loving you, always
Loving you,
simply the easiest
and most difficult
thing I have yet to do.
Because, it is quite hard,
yet so easy
to love another soul
when you can't seem to love
your own.
How often do you write?
𐎀 I used to write every day, but since going full time at my job, I don't write most days sadly. I try to dedicate a few nights a week to writing, along with my free time on the weekends. I always say, as long as I don't give up on writing, writing will never give up on me.
May
YOU ARE READING
𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲 ➙ 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘺
PoetryMELANCHOLY | Melancholy drips from my fingertips. Here, I will speak the sadness, the heartache, and the decaying for all the unspoken. Perhaps under this layer of melancholy, the girl I once knew still exists. First poetry collection i...
