I want to go back home.
The one within your heart.
But I know that sometimes
You get rid of the old things,
To make space for all the new.
YOU ARE READING
Euphoria & Woe
PoetrySometimes our beasts can't be caged up inside. Sometimes I let my demons dance free among the words that I give to you, my love. Forever for you. (I stole the pictures, that stole my heart.)
