I talk about him in my world;
I write him in my lines,
I want to be his girl,
But he was never meant to be mine.
I talk about him in my world;
He always on my mind,
I talk about him in every lines,
It hurt when he is unkind.
I talk about him in my world;
I write about him all the time,
But now i don't know what to write anymore,
All the thing i wrote already gone.
YOU ARE READING
Notes To Myself
Poetry┌──❀*̥˚───❀*̥˚──┐ 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒐𝒌𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 └───❀*̥˚───❀*̥˚─┘ This is my mini diary and reminder for myself 🤍 Nothing special about this book, some of the quotes is from google ☁️
