The meaninglessness of your presence,
the chill in your touch,
the cruelty in your tone,
and the smile you wear like a mask—
make me feel like something even loneliness would leave behind.
Nov 24, 2024
Nov 24, 2024 at 4:05 PM UTC
The meaninglessness of your presence,
the chill in your touch,
the cruelty in your tone,
and the smile you wear like a mask—
make me feel like something even loneliness would leave behind.
