two hours before he is due to arrive,
i catch myself watching out the window every time i pass by it
why does letting go have to be so difficult?
YOU ARE READING
him - part II
Poetryif you're reading this, you don't know that this is for you. and i'm sorry for never telling you i love you
window
two hours before he is due to arrive,
i catch myself watching out the window every time i pass by it
why does letting go have to be so difficult?
