We can talk for hours on how one day we die,
But we don't want to lose each other.
We walk off because we can't cope anymore..
But don't know wether to say
"Please don't still love me." And
"Please say you still love me."
YOU ARE READING
when my lighter drops
Poetryhow i feel, how i felt, the way i write. small things i talk about in my mind
