How selfish of me to expect you to be... Some version of yourself I created in my head. How angry I was... How hurt,
By Alicia Bondabout a month ago in Poets
I have been lost and I have found Only to be lost again not long after It’s a cycle and it’s endless Happiness cannot be all the time
By Alicia Bond5 years ago in Poets
This is exhausting and I know you don’t get it because it’s not something you’re feeling, But I really don’t even know how to begin to start healing.
& when she decides To visit again without warning, Dressed in darkness & filled with anger I shall greet her with kindness,
