Hanging collar
Nov 6 · 2 min read

It’s not a new truth,
How little I know myself it seems, the way I peer into the best and kindest words…. New eyes…. And I know those words are right..
I think and there’s no more pretending..
I hate the wanting..and the unwanting..the drama…
It’s good to know you’re not loyal… it’s going to be a few months and the wedding dress never graced the earth.. Or my…

