I’m afraid. I’m afraid of losing you again I’m afraid of forgetting all about you piece by piece like tearing petals from a flower.
By Elisa Buitrón5 years ago in Poets
I remember that weird feeling in the mouth of my stomach, like birds were trying to scape from the burning spark of the sun.
I’m sorry that I did it again. I wish I haven’t I’m angry at myself for letting me do this. For letting me run from my problems,