I’m so mad at myself. If just last year around this time I wouldn’t of been childish things could of turned out different. But that’s not true. The rippling affect of this beautiful disaster took place before I acted childish. I wish you never hurt me like you did. Just like I wish I never hurt you. But my wounds are deeper. That’s why they require longer to heal.
hey! this is another poem inspired by “blue is the warmest color” but now in emma’s perspective. (i’m so obsessed with this movie!!) if you’ve never seen the movie, the synopsis is basically two females falling in love, but in the end, one (adele) ends up cheating on another (emma.
I’ve been put through a lot the last year. And if anything it’s taught me I am stronger than I ever imagined. Yet it doesn’t mean I can’t be knocked down.
Not having you sucks. I miss you so much. I can’t wait to get this over with. Miss your touch and kisses.