The prettiest eyes have cried the most tears,
and
the kindest hearts have felt the most pain.
YOU ARE READING
that's Y I wrote iT.
PoetryDrink up~ the loneliness. Broken.~ Crushed.~ Shattered.~ Torn.~ Explore my deepest.. We have to lose grip and lose ourselves to realise things, accept the changes even if it takes someone so precious to let go and break you in pieces I remember bei...
Remember.
The prettiest eyes have cried the most tears,
and
the kindest hearts have felt the most pain.
