i'm starting to forget the words you'd whisper in my ear.
YOU ARE READING
broken love.
Poésieher, him, herself. she learned to love herself without the help of a significant other. !! random poems that came to my mind. they're not the greatest, but i tried. i put them in a short book because why not. !!
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i'm starting to forget the words you'd whisper in my ear.
