2/12/18
~L O N L E Y~
If I showed you my teardrops,would you collect them like rain? Store them in jars?, that are labeled with "pain", would you follow their tracks? from eyes down my cheeks, as they write all the stories I'm to scared to speak, would you stop the with kisses? Bring thier flow to a halt, as you teach me the pain, isn't always my fault, would you hold my face gently? As you dry both my eyes, and whisper words, "you're to precious to cry", if I showed you my teardrops, would you show me your own? And learn though we're lonely,
We're never alone....
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confessions💔 (depression)
RomanceSo what is depression to me they say? Picture this, it's basically like having A bad day but having it everyday and the only thing your looking for is it to stop
