stop holding onto that flannel shirt he gave you
"When I'm here", I want to say
just reach out and hold onto me
"I'm here", I want to say
don't go anywhere, just stay with me
"Stay here", I want to say
but you were never mine to begin with
And you'll never be
You've left your heart there, with him
And now you've left me
YOU ARE READING
Ours
ПоэзияThese are certain snippets of my thoughts that I'd like to share. Please handle them with care. Thank you
