she doesn't want
to hurt herself,
just because of missing you
she doesn't even want
to miss you,
cause all you've done
is hurting her
but maybe love just tastes
like sorrow to her and
that's why she's
still thinking
of you
YOU ARE READING
it's her.
Poetryit's about a women as liquid as the sea, brighter than the first light, your very own sun it's about a girl braver than a pack of wolves, stronger than the ones she feared and still warmer than your heart could feel it's a universe, a passion it's...
