No good for the heart
No good for my self-respect
Good for only pain

Late night texts
Sleepy eyes
Small smiles
Butterflies

Stolen moments
Held inside
Beating heart
Stupefied

~

Left alone
Tear filled eyes
Chapped lips
Scarred thighs

Empty promises
Cast aside
Broken heart
Terrified

~j.l.

you know what’s worse than killing yourself


failing at it

It’s a dangerous and absolutely terrifying  thing to love and be loved