you left a part of yourself here.
your phone number,
your scarf,
your scent,
pictures of us,
and that tiny piece of a little love you gave...
♤♡♤♡♤
YOU ARE READING
Something about US
PoetryLove is distracting, nothing but heartache and heartbreaks, but, butterflies flutter inside from where it grumbles when you're near me...
