Poems from madisonk3
Maybe I embarrass you.
Or mess up your reputation.
I am just a sitting duck, and my love for you is your ammunition.
Maybe I’m not good...
He loved me through echoes.
Those intangible utterances that the ear strains to hear.
Shouts into the void; returning as soft as whispers...
I'm smiling on the outside,
But on the inside I'm breaking.
If you wonder how I do that,
Well darling, its called faking.
And I really...