Real love
Doesn't die out
Like a flame
It freezes for a while
Like ice
&
It hardens until you think it's gone
But it will always end up cracking
Melting
Flowing
It's way back into your heart
YOU ARE READING
Nightmares of burying Victoria
PoetrySequel to: Dreams of being Victoria. Burning passion and loveless heartbeats are the only proof of magic that I need.
