May 2020
I split apart at the seams
Like a rag doll.
When the fraying stopped
I stitched myself back together
stitch
by
stitch.
My fingers are too ******,
Sweetheart,
To let you tear me again.
Like a rag doll.
When the fraying stopped
I stitched myself back together
stitch
by
stitch.
My fingers are too ******,
Sweetheart,
To let you tear me again.
Ig: laura_poetessa
