Through each passing month, week and day,
You will never hear me say,
That with each second, minute, hour, day, week, month,
Your love for me isn't enough.
YOU ARE READING
Little Sweet Poems
PoetryPoems me and my abusive ex made for one another. PN: If I find out that anybody copies these poems, I will report you for copyright issues. These are poems we made and do not wish others to use them or copy them in any way. Ps: we've broke up April...
