Your words left an imprint,
like a slap or a grip of a hand.
red streaks, and then,
the swollen pain.
I think I’m
delicate
yet, I don’t want you to change.
I'm addicted to your highs
Even more so, by
the plummet
of your lows;
before and
-after.
Aug 24, 2020
Aug 24, 2020 at 5:12 PM UTC
Your words left an imprint,
like a slap or a grip of a hand.
red streaks, and then,
the swollen pain.
I think I’m
delicate
yet, I don’t want you to change.
I'm addicted to your highs
Even more so, by
the plummet
of your lows;
before and
-after.