he had a painful grip
but that didn't matter.
the water hadn't let him disappear.
he'd done something wrong,
she had black and blue marks
caused by all his fears
A/N: I was inspired by blackout poetry to write this ((:
YOU ARE READING
to die would be an awfully big adventure
Poezieit may not look like it, but i'm okay i just miss you sometimes. {for the people who have had someone leave that they could never forget} (Completed)
