Samuel Decker Thompson
@adudewritingpoetry.bsky.social
I saw you, the full picture,
the charm, the damage, the chaos that lived beneath your calm, the generous caring facade that hid your emotional vacancy.
You were no saint,
but I stayed anyway,
like I owed something to the wreckage, like I could save you,
like a fool who mistakes endurance for love...
the charm, the damage, the chaos that lived beneath your calm, the generous caring facade that hid your emotional vacancy.
You were no saint,
but I stayed anyway,
like I owed something to the wreckage, like I could save you,
like a fool who mistakes endurance for love...
October 13, 2025 at 5:31 PM
I saw you, the full picture,
the charm, the damage, the chaos that lived beneath your calm, the generous caring facade that hid your emotional vacancy.
You were no saint,
but I stayed anyway,
like I owed something to the wreckage, like I could save you,
like a fool who mistakes endurance for love...
the charm, the damage, the chaos that lived beneath your calm, the generous caring facade that hid your emotional vacancy.
You were no saint,
but I stayed anyway,
like I owed something to the wreckage, like I could save you,
like a fool who mistakes endurance for love...