Trade a kiss for a touch
A touch for euphoria
Trade support for a crutch
A song for an aria
Trade smiles for an "I love you"
Even if it's never true
YOU ARE READING
Little Do You Know
PoetrySome of my poetry. Most of it sucks, but I'd appreciate it you dropped some votes on the ones you do enjoy. It helps me keep writing. ~Little do you know, the pain in my heart comes from the knife you didn't know you were holding~
