2 Months

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Its almost been 2 months without your touch
Some days I miss it
I want it
I crave it.
Other days
I'm glad I don't feel it
I want nothing to do with you
Your toxic
But I love you for it.
Complicated I know
But I always loved our toxic dynamic in a fucked up way
It pumped me with adrenaline
Made my blood flow
You made me feel alive again
You helped
But you also did more damage.
You added salt to a wound
Now they stick forever
I won't ever forget
But please
As much as I miss you sometimes,
Never let me get close to you again.

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