step father
you left; never knew where you had run off too. i met someone; they left too.
my heart was broken daddy; but where were you?
YOU ARE READING
I Don't Miss You: Volume One
Poetrya bunch of thoughts my heart has spilled for your eyes to read. *soon to be officially published*
yellow 3.5
step father
you left; never knew where you had run off too. i met someone; they left too.
my heart was broken daddy; but where were you?
