you were gone,
and i wasn't sure what to do,
because part of me needs to move on,
but part of me will always love you.
YOU ARE READING
vinegar and honey
Poetryyou catch more flies with honey than with vinegar, my father would say i find it kinda funny that even though i am honey, you refused to stay.
gone
you were gone,
and i wasn't sure what to do,
because part of me needs to move on,
but part of me will always love you.
