July 21, 2017
He's going to be sorry he lost you. I don't know why when I read this tears come down my eyes. My heart skips a beat, My heart rate goes faster and I feel like the world just stopped for a few moments. I wonder in my head if I'll ever be ready to forget you. I wonder in my head what are the true feelings I feel for you. I wonder in my head what is it that I'm looking for and why do I believe that what I'm looking for you have such a big similarity to it.
August 9, 2017
The heartbeat is still there, the tears haven't fallen.
YOU ARE READING
Yellow Paint
PoetryShe was fierce, she was strong, she wasn't simple. She was crazy and sometimes she barely slept. She always had something to say. She had flaws and that was ok. And when she was down, she got right back up. She was a beast in her own way, but one wo...
