with out you I'm nothing
i mean nothing anymore
you were my everything
I just fucked things up again
just another mistake
all I do is make mistakes
I didn't deserve you
you were perfect
you completed me
now I'm shattered and it's my own fault
I don't know why I'm still here anymore.....
YOU ARE READING
Thougths of mine..
Historia Cortathis is a poem I wrote..when i wrote it didn't really mean a lo to me..but now it seems like it describes me more than it did.. it's sad but true
