To her past:
I see you replaying the worst scenes of her life over and over, trying to convince her that she is less than good.
Listen to me,
I will love her until you
become a memory faded, until your words are without sound and empty to her ears.
I will love her until you no longer get the best of her, until you are
nothing
to her.
YOU ARE READING
"Dear Past Me, I'm Sorry.."
Random...for failing you. Just a bunch of poems and quotes, some are mine some aren't. I'll lyk which is which (tw: contains depictions of suicide and depression.)
