Vanessa
I have this theory,
That once we die
We don't really go.
That we stay in the presents of the
ones we love it.
I don't want to die,
I want to stay with the ones I love,
But something makes me want to leave this place,
You made made me feel a way I've never felt,
You made me feel safe and loved.
YOU ARE READING
evanescent • c.h
Fanfiction[ev-uh-nes-uh nt] adjective 1. passing out of sight; fading away; vanishing.
