to love me,
you have to be good with reading eyes
cause i am not capable of saying
the words that i am
t r y i n g
to say
and you're
d y i n g
to hear . . . .
YOU ARE READING
FALLING FOR SUMMER
Poetry❝Like the waves reaching out for shore every time he reached out she could see her not being as she was before. . . . ❞ In which both Fall and Summer fell in love with each other yet couldn't be together
