5:43a.m
sometimes i regret telling you what happened while
i was alone and i should have saved you from the imagery of small bruised knees even if a protection of that kind meant sacrificing myself
.s
YOU ARE READING
it's 5 a.m. now
Şiira taste of everything that has made life a little more bitter and on rare occasions; a little sweeter | just an informal way to get thoughts out, i guess
