Rotten.
That's what you are.
Rotten.
No answer for days, how could you?
"I don't wanna give you a half assed answer"
That would have been better than this radio silence. You've wounded me. You rotten boy.
I'm done, I shed enough tears,
I've thought of you for too long.
I'm done.
Good bye.
YOU ARE READING
Lonesome longing
CasualeIt's just me writing about my lonely, longing, feelings of love. Aka I'm down bad and don't know how to deal with it
