you were getting tired
of being happy- but not really
you were deceiving
i wanted to hug you
so tight.
YOU ARE READING
hunter ▸ book one
Poesiafrom like to love to hate then start at the beginning again, it was like a cycle, a cycle that i wanted to end yet i can't because i love the every edge of his imperfections, and his perfect flaws [ © 2014 greyfilmplaying ] poetry #48 | short story...
