You never know what distance really means and feels like until you've shared your bed with someone who's falling out of love with you.
YOU ARE READING
𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐎 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐅?
PoetryYou are the reason I have ink stains on my fingertips. art by yuschav arly
