twenty five
My fault.
It was all my fault.
My darling Thomas. My darling.
The boy who told me that yellow was lovely. The boy who's mother died. The boy who I loved with all of my heart.
Thomas.
twenty five
My fault.
It was all my fault.
My darling Thomas. My darling.
The boy who told me that yellow was lovely. The boy who's mother died. The boy who I loved with all of my heart.
Thomas.