maybe in another universe
i would love to come home to you
but now
my soul has become a collection of songs which i never got to sing to you
ones i know you'll never listen to
you'll remember me for much longer than the time we had together
but if you knew how it would make me feel
why did you do it?
if you knew i could bleed
why did you slash me?
there will never be another us
there will never be another you.
YOU ARE READING
And she was never free.
Non-Fictionthis book has triggers... you have been warned.!!!
