So many tears wasted on you
So many lies that could've been true
So many times we could've shared
So much for love that was never there.
YOU ARE READING
escape.
PoetryTime measures all wounds and pain and sacrifices, but what happens when happiness takes too much time? People run out of patience and get frustrated. Problems are blown out of proportion and it takes all we have to just remain calm. As the clock kee...
