If I had a pen,
On a thin sheet of paper, I would write how the way
Your collarbone curvatures.
I will write about you endlessly.
Until the palms of my hands begin to bleed,
And my entire skeleton will start to ache.
It’ll be a reminder to me that I should have
tried harder to make you stay.
I should have known, that you preferred bitter black coffee
Rather than tea.
Dec 20, 2018
Dec 20, 2018 at 3:21 PM UTC
If I had a pen,
On a thin sheet of paper, I would write how the way
Your collarbone curvatures.
I will write about you endlessly.
Until the palms of my hands begin to bleed,
And my entire skeleton will start to ache.
It’ll be a reminder to me that I should have
tried harder to make you stay.
I should have known, that you preferred bitter black coffee
Rather than tea.
