Do you still wear the rings I made you?
- Part of me wants to believe that you never wanted to follow
YOU ARE READING
late night cries
PoesíaThe thoughts that have managed to spurge themselves on paper. Internal cries that never really feel are heard when said verbally.
Friendships made of worn wire
Do you still wear the rings I made you?
- Part of me wants to believe that you never wanted to follow
