time is relative
when we're apart
a second feels like forever
when you're here
forever feels like a blink of an eye
take my time
for it exists for you and your time only
-Jenaziela-
YOU ARE READING
kilída: a story of the broken and how they heal
Poésiea book of poetry, a song from the heart; a group of the unspeakable. bear with me, just a little.
