Every hello is like a flower just beginning to blossom
Every goodbye is like a flower that is wilting
And everything that's unsaid is like the rain
It either waters you or drowns you
YOU ARE READING
Diary of a Dreamer
PoetryThey say you're a dreamer Cause your eyes are sewn shut And you've got your head in the clouds They say you're like sleeping beauty Never gonna wake up until your knight comes to kiss you But it's been ages and still no sign of that white horse and...
