"Now while my lips are living,
Their words must stay unsaid,
And will my soul remember
To speak when I am dead?
Yet if my soul remembered
You would not heed it, dear,
For now you must not listen,
And then you could not hear."
hai, I was reading "Only I Told Her" and I saw this beautfil poem form Sara Teasdale <3
JE LEEST
broken thoughts
Novela Juvenilshort texts about mental health usually in English, often with a Dutch translation underneath It's quite intense. If something is bothering you, you can always send me a message<3 I'm Dutch so sorry if there are any spelling mistakes or anything
