I know, I tend to space of for you know, months at a time.
if ur sad do not fear friend i am sending puppies to help u
A poet can write through a whole relationship with its ups and downs, hardships and laughs, sleepless Friday nights and Sunday morning coffee, all before the first kiss.
But the problem is, when a poet writes about you, and you leave before any of it can happen;
it ruins her.
Please do not ruin her.
Please do not ruin me.
Sir, screaming “I know you are, but what am I?” at the jury doesn’t change the fact that you are guilty