Dear friend,
Another week passed, he was still hurting.
Just like I was.
I wrote him one final note.
To explain everything.
Who I was and what my intentions were.
I hope he reads it and looks for me.
Love a broken hearted, hopeless romantic.
Dear friend,
Another week passed, he was still hurting.
Just like I was.
I wrote him one final note.
To explain everything.
Who I was and what my intentions were.
I hope he reads it and looks for me.
Love a broken hearted, hopeless romantic.