When I lost you, I was in a dark
place for a long time. I cried every
single day for you. When it rained, I
thought of it as the sky crying for
you, too. Only now do I realize that
it was crying for me, because I
couldn't see how much better off I
was without you.
~ PINK // September 2014
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Our Little Tragedies
PoesíaThis is my poetry, starting from July 2014. I write about my life and desires and how I see the world. My pen name is PINK. Feel free to point out any typos. Enjoy :)
