Here I am,
Trying to think of a poem to somehow ease my anxieties since you decided to remind me of your presence.
But you don’t deserve my words anymore.
Keep your insincere and selfish apology.
Leave me to rot.
Jan 19, 2019
Jan 19, 2019 at 2:28 AM UTC
Here I am,
Trying to think of a poem to somehow ease my anxieties since you decided to remind me of your presence.
But you don’t deserve my words anymore.
Keep your insincere and selfish apology.
Leave me to rot.
