That's why I have a hard time telling you.
Because you treat me the way you do, you make me feel as if it's
Simply my fault for everything that has occurred to me
You make me feel more like enigma
I try to tell you but my body says no. I can't.
And it's all my fault
YOU ARE READING
Love // Thought
PoetryPoems about unrequited love, melancholia, and thoughts day-to-day (Updated randomly)