Miss your smile that you haven’t used in a while
Because of this boy who said
Don’t trust me, don’t spend it on me
Or you’ll
Get hurt
And no one wants to get hurt
Not you
Not again
Not after you’ve finally healed
Or have you not?
Yet
Is a tricky word, teachers say
Meaning both
Over and still
So you’d better
Pick up the right one
Before your sensibility
Unfolds completely
And the fire
You’ve been hiding
Inside your chest
Behind the bones
Turns into ashes
And poisons
Your guts
Miss your smile that you haven t used in a while
© Copyright: Неля Павлова, 2022
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