johnnyqueer : Writing

If only.

If only.

A Poem by johnnyqueer


A trip back to my happiness. Sometimes I find it easier to live in the past.
We breathed.

We breathed.

A Poem by johnnyqueer


A memory. Both haunting, and beautiful.
Focus.

Focus.

A Poem by johnnyqueer


A weekend of my life.
Broken heart, empty bottle.

Broken heart, empty bottle.

A Poem by johnnyqueer


Just another night, missing him. Hating him.