You are my yellow crayon, the one I use too much. I never have enough of you. You are my warmth, my sun.
Revisited
You were my yellow crayon, the one I used too much. I never had enough of you. You were my warmth my sun.
YOU ARE READING
Bath Bombs & Books
Poezja•poetry book/completed:) •the edited version/continuation is out! •go check out my other completed book; "searching for serenity"
