Fremont Coyote Hills Regional Park Senior Portrait – Annie V.

WOE TO THE DEER WHO IS COURTED BY THE CHARISMATIC WOLF

 With your lips on mine, your song still in my ears, I forget that I never said yes, that all of it – the dance, us – was a foregone conclusion. You told me to be your. You didn’t wait for me to answer. I gave you my heart on a silver f**k**g platter and you ate it, piece by bloody piece

You can’t lose what you never had,
you can’t keep what’s not yours,
and you can’t hold on to someone who doesn’t want to stay.

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