May 2014
i keep the words
you whispered to me
in a dusty box
under my bed
sometimes
i take them out
and they fly across the room
making me
remember
making me
wish
that i could forgive you
you whispered to me
in a dusty box
under my bed
sometimes
i take them out
and they fly across the room
making me
remember
making me
wish
that i could forgive you
