everything i've ever loved-
my mom,
pillow forts in the living room,
having my hair brushed,
butterfly kisses,
my dad,
suffocating hugs,
laughing until i can't breathe,
tickle fights,
stargazing,
my amorcito,
a home-
has become everything i've ever lost.
why?
why can't i keep a semblance of happiness in my life?
do i not deserve it?
am i not good enough?
YOU ARE READING
Even Stars Die
Poetry"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...
