You wrote a poem in class
about a heart you don't have,
necromancy hidden in romance, remnants
of a younger, braver self nestled in
riddled sweet nothings.
It shouldn't have burned to read it.
Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 12:20 PM UTC
You wrote a poem in class
about a heart you don't have,
necromancy hidden in romance, remnants
of a younger, braver self nestled in
riddled sweet nothings.
It shouldn't have burned to read it.
