"Darling, when will you let him go? When will you stop? Why are you still holding on? It's been years. When will you finally choose yourself? Please love, you deserve to be happy. You deserve to be loved the way you love others. Darling, I hope you know that you are also worth fighting for."
-g.b.
BINABASA MO ANG
things i'll never say out loud
Poésiemy most vulnerable written through the art of words. 🏅#1 in literature 🏅#1 in sad poems 🏅#2 in prose 🏅 #26 in poems 🏅 #40 in tula 🏅 #49 poetry
