Time changes you.
It changes me.
It changes love.
We always feel as though we are running out of time, but when I'm with you time stops.
Maybe it is true love when time doesn't change how much you love the other person.
-I can't seem to stop loving you.
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A Psychotic Tour Of My Madness.
PoesíaThis is a tour of my psyche, my failures, my loves and my soul. These are my uncensored poetic thoughts.