i woke up late last night to shrill ringing.
my phone lit up, your contact picture glowing in the dark.
i thought about all the times you hurt me
and the people who tried to get involved,
the people who tried to tell me this is wrong.
i thought about your hand on the small of my back,
claws coming out every time i opened my mouth.
i thought about how much you always smelled like weed
to the point that i searched the crowd every time someone smoked.
and i answered.
like nothing ever happened.
like my heart wasn't folding in on itself.
is this love?
YOU ARE READING
Even Stars Die
詩歌"Nothing is infinite. For even the stars, brilliant and bright and true, light up the dark for but a brief moment before disappearing into the endless night." 【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】 These pages were meant to bring my greatest fears to life because desp...
