• entrepreneur_writer 24w

    I can't stay mad
    at you for not
    wanting to come home,
    But I know you're
    out with her
    for the night,
    baby.
    My ribcage has
    turned to dust and
    my heart has turned
    as numb as my bones.
    Leave the ghost of
    your presence to
    Comfort me at nights,
    maybe?

    ©entrepreneur_writer