Left

Because you have never been right… You left and all I thought, Every single f*cking night, Was how difficult I must have been. How much I must have messed with you, For you to leave so easily. For months, I was bruised and battered, Every single piece of us scattered, As if I had never … More Left

3am

I always wondered what it would be, to sit up late, maybe until three and ask you ‘what does love mean?’, but you won’t answer, and although it seems fine… we’ll never be that word. I used to think that love was real, but then I saw you cry that day I told you I … More 3am