I keep looking for you like water in an empty glass. I need you so badly, but there isn't a drop of you left. I know you aren't there yet I still search for you wishing you were.
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Fate, Boys, and Other Lies I've Believed
Poesíahere's a collection of what are hopefully my least shitty writings and maybe you will like a few If you could smell what I write, I would hope that you would smell the ocean air and the sweet smell of honeysuckle in the summer evening air. If you...
Empty Glass
I keep looking for you like water in an empty glass. I need you so badly, but there isn't a drop of you left. I know you aren't there yet I still search for you wishing you were.
