i am not fluent in new things
but i'll hold you with my cold, bare hands
even when i know
that with every gems i took
it will costs my heart a scratch.
i chose to play the part
where i got hurt
where i want to fight
when it's for you.
the role of a person who is loved enough to love.
YOU ARE READING
The Wanderer
PoetrySomewhere in between times, there are souls wander around to find something to believe in. Something to hope for.
