and so i whispered
you're perfect
we all are
the mistakes we make don't define us
what we love does
and you stopped for a second and looked me in the eyes
then why do i feel so empty when i try my best?
because you have grown up in a world that tells you that no one can ever be perfect
and we'll spend our whole lives trying to fix it
YOU ARE READING
sickly sweet
Poesíathis is a book of poems or thoughts/feelings i have, all written down. heartbreak, love, pain, happiness and many more emotions and feelings of emptiness are all spread out in the words of this book. each chapter has a category, you'll find pattern...
