I write a lot 'cause it's the only way
to ease the pain.
I've been hurt a lot,
and is constantly hurting.
What do you expect from a cloud so heavy from the burden she has been carrying since the day the universe introduced her to the thing, we called love.
The audacity of you to stop rain from falling,
to forbid a wound from bleeding?
YOU ARE READING
Seulument Toi
شِعرCompilations of prose and poems. To the future, to the heart I'll surrender my heart for. To the incomplete soon to be filled, may we find the love of our lives and never let them go.
