how does one's self end the pain,
without passing it on.
stop the tears
without wiping them away
eradicate the sadness
without actually dying
i was always invisible to you, so why can others see me?
YOU ARE READING
to die would be an awfully big adventure
Poetryit 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)
