Poetry ( the girl that took my soul ).


It was supposed to be a prayer, but there’s a lot more at stake. That’s why I’m not kneeling, we’re talking face to face. You could sit if you want, this might take a minute. But you’re timeless right? So what the hell is a minute. For every cringe in my timid, and every dent […]

Sentiments of a Broken Heart


He was the first love that she ever knew She still remembers holding hands on the avenue First one who ever showed her how to sext But the breakup was also through a text Now she’s moving on with a different face Every other week she’s wooed by a different date Small town, so she […]