Updated: Apr 26
I’ve lived my life at crossroads paved with hot crosswalk kisses and mess arounds before open gym.
From cheesy love songs and lows and highs and fights about those same highs.
To anyone I ever loved, I’m sorry. You didn’t deserve that.
You were beautiful, pure, a brown-eyed goddess.
I am only a shadow of you and a mere memory of who you’ll become. I’m just happy to have once been close to you. I’d like to think those beautiful scars were made by my hand from glass fragments of my psyche.
- P. G -
Cover art: Young Love // Olga Bothova (source)