My dear
Today it hit me
You are one of those lucky people
That the universe automatically
adores
One of those lucky people
That will never feel true sadness or pain
You have the world in your palm
& it will always provide you the best
And that's bittersweet
Because one part of me says
I can't be alone in this
And the other part says
If anybody deserves a life of happiness
it's him
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.
