Poems from AshThePoet
I can't hate him
I love him
But resentment is building
Harder to conceal
Holding this hot potato hurts my hands
It hurts like "man what...
I took the wrong turn
Lost on the way to words
Now I'm running in a circle
Can't seem to get off track
3rd lap, 4th lap, 5th lap
Metaphors...
I used up ever metaphor
My measly brain could muster
To tell her that she's pretty cute
And that I really love her
Does it matter that we'...