It doesn't matter what I do, its always about you.
I was watching a french movie the other night, and I couldn't help but cry. I heard a new french song the other day, and now, I'm just obsessed. I saw a french balcony in my town, and I was like "Why, god. Why?"
Almost every french style reminds me of your way in life. Although no one does it like you do, I just can't ignore. I can't even see le Tour Eiffel the way I used to do before. Now it's just like a giant needle that goes right through my heart.
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Flowers of my life
PoetryPoems. Based on women that came (but eventually left, too) into my life to stay forever. Even tho, the roots of these flowers are fed on unrequited love, they are enduring and gorgeously painful.
