i need to move on,
but,
i love her,
so much.
she means the world to me,
no,
she is the world to me,
my little world.
its not helping me being in love with her,
but,
that's what happened,
and i love her.
so, hon,
if you're reading this,
i love you,
and i still do.
YOU ARE READING
magnolias and hellebores
Poeziethis is mainly just a collection of my poems that i write and i would like to just put them somewhere instead of keeping them in journals. also, they are all really bad, so its okay if you don't like them.
