Clearly, I don't know how to love anything but you,
And no, I don't love myself,
My first love was you,
Is you.
YOU ARE READING
Poems From a Lonely Poet
PoesiaIts personal, its sad, its in love, its alone, its afraid its a collection of the deepest feelings, this is me.
realizing
Clearly, I don't know how to love anything but you,
And no, I don't love myself,
My first love was you,
Is you.
