that's the mess you make out of me
because here i am, staring at my ceiling
so many things i want you to know
so here i am, thinking about my feelings
and so many things not ready to be toldi fell for you, hope i'll be healing
but if i won't, than it's your faultxxx
to the one i
couldn't stop thinking about.
YOU ARE READING
love is pain ¹ [poetry] ✓
Poésie"you're a just wish without a word, but every shooting star once burns..." © saturngold; june 2023