ah..
i was too late.
i'll wish anyways.
i wish for this year to be ours. for you to fix yourself, and for my to find myself.
so that when we come back, we will be better than we ever have been.
YOU ARE READING
idk if i can call this poetry
Poetrybook 2 this started out as just writing down my thoughts. poems, quotes and other random stuff. thats what this was supposed to be. instead, it had become a diary. a journal, almost. this is long lost lovers. this is heartbreak. this is one s...
