Dear you,
This silly games are not appreciation,
Tired is tired, but you never heard,
Last seconds, while you're still mine,
Know that this goodbye is a gift from someone who is falling apart.
YOU ARE READING
Camera Life
PoetryMood : Can i play with you? Swing : Sure. Me : Why just play when we can have a party? Mood : * looking at swing * Swing : * looking at mood * Both : Yes!! Me : 😈
