your year
of twister
like emotions,
now bottled
up and safe
within, with
no poems
of love, or
loss leaking
out ever, not
ever again,
you feel safe
in your next
day, your
love minus
one routine.
these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real
experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
No comments:
Post a Comment