Left nothing
but a scent,
I admire the smell,
Very limited
I inhale.
I thought of you occurs
Reality.
Everything is gone,
Even
You
YOU ARE READING
that's Y I wrote iT.
PoetryDrink up~ the loneliness. Broken.~ Crushed.~ Shattered.~ Torn.~ Explore my deepest.. We have to lose grip and lose ourselves to realise things, accept the changes even if it takes someone so precious to let go and break you in pieces I remember bei...
