xv. HEART THEFT.
and you know it's something more
when you are reading these words
and they play a game of scrabble
just to scream out their name in a
way you wish you never heard.
YOU ARE READING
what tomorrow brings.
Poetryxvii, april. (iii). you have no voice if no one is listening. © playlist poetry h.r. : #3
xv. heart theft.
xv. HEART THEFT.
and you know it's something more
when you are reading these words
and they play a game of scrabble
just to scream out their name in a
way you wish you never heard.