You said it was love
And you said you were lost
Then you wished me good luck
To find somebody to love
YOU ARE READING
letters for bunny.
PoesíaBorn to be the other woman. But one day, she opened her book. She started writing. Writing letters to that girl. That girl, her man loves. That girl who wears the ring that is supposed to be on her finger. The girl that shouldn't be betrayed either...
the town
You said it was love
And you said you were lost
Then you wished me good luck
To find somebody to love
