you were too afraid of what we could be, so you were looking for a reason to hate me.
i guess pain can make you do unspeakable things.
YOU ARE READING
In My Skin
Poetrya series of words stitched together as a result of my brain vs my heart. enjoy.
40-alone.
you were too afraid of what we could be, so you were looking for a reason to hate me.
i guess pain can make you do unspeakable things.
