Adrianna Kjeld

God, His Laugh

I have your laugh stuck in my head. 
It makes me sick, and it makes me dread. 
You never quite made me wish I were dead
God knows you only wanted to share a bed.

You were so disgusting. 


But you made  my blood run; blushing


I thought you were different; my heart gushing.


I thought this was love; crushed trusting.