Apr 2020
your eyes hold depth;
almost as deep as the time
i spoke into your head
and heard echoes,
echoing
instead of reciprocating
you filled up,
but im not empty,
nor am i envy.
almost as deep as the time
i spoke into your head
and heard echoes,
echoing
instead of reciprocating
you filled up,
but im not empty,
nor am i envy.
do you.
