Dear you,
I can't write you out of me because like a moth to a flame I'd ratter burn than erase you.
Everything you ever said to me I can now feel under my skin,crawling alive
But the second I go to claw them out of my knees,weaken my head spins,and not in a good way,you made me want to live and all I want to do..is fall of the face of the earth
But I can't because what if you remember why you loved me...
But then am not here anymore I need you to remember me and I need me to have my passion again...
With love,
Bri
YOU ARE READING
vivid memories
PoetryWell basically this is a book with a collection of poetry ...it's my mind's thoughts and feelings and my life..it contains many mood swings ...hope you guys enjoy
