A heart was meant to beat. And air was meant to be breathed, close to your ear. And your skin was meant to remember what mine felt like. And some songs were meant to play on repeat. And the sun was meant to come down. And we were meant to ignore it when it woke up. And days were meant to pass. And nights were meant to follow. And your eyes were meant to cry out whatever pain was left.
And I never meant to hurt you.
But I guess that's what everyone says.
— excerpt from The Things I Meant by pleasefindthis on I Wrore This For You and Only You.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
memoir(^○^)
Разноеand i'll give away a thousand days just to have another one with you. (a scribbled down wound of a pessimistic seventeen).
