My mind swims so deep it gets lost in the thoughts that occupy my deepest endeavors.
Hope only brings a breath of fresh air to my lungs for so long.Most of the stories in this book are just that, stories. Some are true, in fact most are true but they're slowly fading.
Nothing's ever fake just romanticized.
As I said at some point, they always leave.
Now its just me and the savior. No one else. All else have left.
YOU ARE READING
me more than you
PoetryPoetry The deepest thoughts of my mind It's just me and my mind Not me and you