I CAN SEE YOU DRIFTING FURTHER AND FURTHER AWAY FROM ME. I CANT STAND HERE FORVER AND WAIT FOR TO FEEL THE SAME ABOUT ME... SO I WONT. BUT THE EXPANDING VOID IN MY CHEST GROWS AS I WALK IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION OF YOU.
AND I THINK TO MYSELF.
CAN I TAKE ANOTHER STEP WITHOUT BREAKING?
YOU ARE READING
Wild Child
Poesiathis is a book of poetry just like any other. the big difference is ... its mine and no one else. thats why you should read it. not that I'm trying to be cocky, I'm trying to give you a good enough reason to read this collection poems instead of jus...
