We were one
but then we became two.
My heart was falling,
yours too.
Now we've lost
contact.
I miss the old us,
let's not be two again.
Or maybe not.
YOU ARE READING
You made me.
Poetrydedicated to all the people who have made my life the way it is. This story will be forever ongoing.
F.
We were one
but then we became two.
My heart was falling,
yours too.
Now we've lost
contact.
I miss the old us,
let's not be two again.
Or maybe not.
