My first love wasn't my last
Not because I didn't love her- I really did love her, and that never stopped.
Rather because she was so broken
And my since heart was only scratched from emotions that were felt long before I met her
She thought I wouldn't mind if she took a piece
YOU ARE READING
What Goes On In My Day
PuisiWords and shamed moments Revolve around my bed I plead to go to sleep But they don't allow it These words and shamed moments They only tell me to write
