I used to write about meaningful things
But now in every word there's you.
I'm smart enough never to put your name
In anything I write.
You can't become real
For I fear one day you might read this.
We can't help who we fall for
So I
refuse
to fall
YOU ARE READING
Let It Burn
PoetryThis a compilation of poetry & of self it is about love, hope pain and all of those other complex emotions you cant describe but can feel.
