Her.

Tatmovic

The fuck did I do
I am still online
Still feeling your touch
Like you where still mine

You dont give a fuck
thats also quite fine
Im feeling alone
But that is alright

Just close me rn
And talk real slow
Because i am here
Still healing my soul




Oh wait I forgot
I dont even got that
Just bone and flesh
Like a bug in jar

I am Still missing you
Even tho it is over
I fucking hate winter
When this is all over.

  • Author: Tatmovic (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 9th, 2024 18:20
  • Comment from author about the poem: Its about the girl I loved
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 2
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Comments1

  • Tony36

    Awesome



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