what happened to our 3am conversations about how the earth was made?
why did you stop checking up on me when i was sad?
when did i stop being your first choice and best friend?
who was it that made you love them more?
where did you disappear to?
how am i ever going to forget you?
YOU ARE READING
nights are cold without you
Poesíaa sequel to 'to die would be an awfully big adventure'. this book is about my healing, i learnt not to forget but to forgive (Completed)
