Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2015
I find myself thinking of
Him
How he still loves me
And how Rays dad
Stepped on Rays foot
And threw Rays phone
Across the room
And how broken feet
And cracked screens
Don't compare to
His heart.
LS
Written by
LS  24/F/Alaska
(24/F/Alaska)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems