| April 16, 2016 | 8:48 pм |
ι'м alrιgнт υnтιl ι'м alone;
and laтely тнaт'ѕ all тнe тιмe.
You were lιтerally all ι тнoυgнт aвoυт тoday.
ι crιed ѕo мany тιмeѕ тнroυgнoυт тнe day.
ιтѕ crazy тнaт тoday ιт нaѕ вeen тwo weeĸѕ ѕιnce you broke υp wιтн мe.
ιт ғeelѕ lιĸe тнe paιn growѕ мore and мore eacн day.
YOU ARE READING
↠leттerѕ ι never ѕenт↞
Poetry| ѕтarтed: aprιl 1, 2016 | Book One | Nate, Nothing can really compare to those days we shared. The way your eyes met mine and the way I fell. Slow yet quickly. It was slow as I hadn't noticed I was falling for awhile... But when I did notice everyt...
