I would change every little aspect of the world if there was even a fleeting chance that we could work. The love I have for you being so draining it's so pure it's very confusing to me. But maybe that's not what love is maybe love isn't about wanting to change the world for someone else. But instead the world not needing to change at all. Right person wrong time maybe just wrong person not wrong time. Maybe I just made our love into some thing it wasn't every bone in my body aches but maybe that's not love. Maybe love isn't changing everything for someone.
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The live's I've lived
PoetryThis is a collection of poems and pieces of writing. That I have written over the last 2 years of my life. I've never been one to actually live. To take the risk. A lot of the things I have written are about things that have happened in my head. Or...
