Magazine, website & books written by teens since 1989

A Cold Realization

Custom User Avatar
More by this author
The cold water
On my face
Wakes me up
To the pain of your betrayal

I can’t believe
You would simply
Turn off the hot water on me
And leave

Now my morning shower
Is as frigid as your heart.




Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!




Site Feedback