Without you, i'm not me.
I'm on the edge,
looking down at our memories.
The sad, beautifully tragic, heartbreaking memories.
The ones that I caused.
The memories that caused me to be on this ledge, remembering us in the most tragic way.
YOU ARE READING
Forever & Over
PoetryI wrote most of these when I was in a really dark time in my life it felt like I was drowning and sinking but now I finally learned how to float and breathe again. When I look back at these mistakes and this undescribable pain, I like to still wri...
