Was it my fault?
I don't know
Was I not enough?
I don't know
He's gone
What can I do?
I'm hurt
What can I do?
I sit alone scrolling through memories
How much it hurts to know that he's not with me
My head's spinning around
Drifting
Drifting
Drifting
YOU ARE READING
Short and Simple
RandomBasically what happens when the pen touches the paper and I'm forced to write for my grade. A collection of short stories and poems, and a bunch of stuff i have to write for school.
