kaylafosho

My face is swolen,

my lips are purple,

my eyes are black,

my hair is tangled,

my clothes are shredded.

I think of when it will go away, when it will stop!

But as I think, I know it won’t, I know that hoping kills me

and i never come close enough to love.

You can want love as much as you want, some of us are lucky enough to get it.

Some of us just hang on to the insane hope that it eventually will…