You told me that you had my back
And I thought that it was true
Now my shadows still behind me
But where on earth is you?
YOU ARE READING
The Fear of Drowning Deep
PoetryShe was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful something to be admired from a distance not up close. - A little talent is a good thing to have if you ever want to be a writer. But the only real requirement is the ability to remember every...
U just left
You told me that you had my back
And I thought that it was true
Now my shadows still behind me
But where on earth is you?
