to be comfortable in one another’s skin.
Monthly Archives: July 2019
yet my pouring heart was not enough.
and i wrote pages and pages
of you
shattered glass.
he lives in a glass house
but throws stones anyway.
and so she wrote.
she knew she had to let go.
she knew how to.
she just did not want to.
the between.
at war with my two selves.
and what of us.