i saw you
once
sitting alone
∞
i heard you
once,
telling me with anger
in your voice
how the world was terrible
and you didn't want to live in it
anymore.
∞
you lived
once
but no longer.
YOU ARE READING
sweater weather
Conto♥ so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater ♥ a collection of drabbles, musings, and poetry.
