To whomever this may concern,
This is where tears meet my cheeks and laughter leaves my mouth.
Here's to the story I never thought I'd write.
A combination of letters I received from a broken heart.
Almost 4 years and I still have no clue as to where I should start.
How do you puzzle the pieces back together?
It'll always be a broken heart, scars and all.
20th birthday
My body lies, but my heart does not.
I have laid with a few, but only when lust was covered in love.
Tainted views may be an excuse I used for covering up teenage lust.
Betrayed my skin only for a kiss that went down the river of sin.
Few to no climax left me with nothing ,but bitter aftermaths.
