the last thing
Category: Writing and Poetry
i'm breaking all my cords that held me down for so long keeping me from cutting everything that kept me strong i can see the future better than i see the past, and that's trauma, baby, turning all your memories to glass somewhere in my hindsight, i guess i should've known, i thought you might've been the one, but i was married to a ghost i guess i might've fallen in love with the idea of you ; i ... » Continue Reading