looking back
i wish our path was never crossed
i was lost
deep within a maze of whispers

YOU ARE READING
the aftermath
Cerita Pendekyou were a flower i made sure to water everyday, just to not see you wilt. now tell me, why didnt you say you were poison ivy? a vent book so my writing may not be as good as others
the memories
looking back
i wish our path was never crossed
i was lost
deep within a maze of whispers