i make no promises
i envy those who do
because one day
finding myself
will mean
losing you
YOU ARE READING
the girl with the rope
Poetryabout love and heartbreak, life and death, everything and nothing. every feeling put into poetry. for once it was worth it.
the vicious cycle of love
i make no promises
i envy those who do
because one day
finding myself
will mean
losing you
