typical

Posted on by J. Saunders in love story

i gave into him
each time
like he was mine
never regretting
that after each night
i was picking petals
off a flower
waiting for a man
who’d never show

J. Saunders

Published by J. Saunders

I'm everything Libra, coffee drinker, finance lover and poetry writer.

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