Poems from alexandra_moreno

You were cold glass and when you broke, you shatterd. He says he can put you back together as if the fact that he's the one who dropped...
You use to be fascinated by love, asking after it as if it was a treasure map printed on the base of your spine: it seemed like everyone...
came into class kind of late, kind of scared of what you might say.  Said i was having a bad day, but you said you did'nt care anyways....