we could have been counting stars and making wishes,
we could have been there, taking vows and making promises,
we could have settled in a warm home, but here and there we roam,
because we were too similar, born with a black heart syndrome.
YOU ARE READING
Stains | Completed
Poesía❝the day you'll return, is when i'll write about rainy days and coffee stains.❞ *** Lowercase intended for stylistic purposes. A poetry book. Other information inside. Completed. Cover credits to @Zayn_Imagines. ♠ My original work. All rights are re...
