Sad love story. Warning: language.
I spy with my little eye... a memory of you.
An acrostic elegy, with alliteration and rhyme , meant for today's prompt. This one's a sad love poem. Hope you enjoy!!
Long lost love. Unable to let go.
She Tries To Hard
Chap. 2 How to Make the Heart Beat Faster
A poem about self destructive tendencies, and mental illness.
He took my hand and looked into my eyes.
Some people say That the scariest thing
Poorly written story about the tragic fall out of love
a love that ignores boundries
By: alana rachel
3:00am is the loneliest hour
It hurts to see you talk to her because I know that's what we could have been.
Notes to self. Remember these words and begin applying them to your life.