A poem based on the quote: 'real men cry'. (And I tried rhyming in a looooong time.) Thanks for reading. :) <3
The glimmer of two uniting souls.
🖤𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 ᴄʀɪᴍɪɴᴀʟ 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ
They collide with a chilling intensity.
It seems like a lifetime ago, but perhaps it's because the clock stopped ticking the minute he walked out the door.
But see you later, alligator.
Love the one you're with.
This is a collaboration not for the faint. (Part 1)
A possible series I may start? Let me know what you think.
I'm not sure about the pictures and sorry for writing a depressive piece, hope you all are doing well ☺
Careful what you wish for.
All good things turn rotten.
I want an artist Who will paint me in black...
This is part 1 of the several prompts from a previous post titled “Help!”.
She shrivels from sorrow.
She slowly succumbs to his shadow.