"touch her, and you'll burn." "maybe it's time for me to feel the flames." - she knew she was going to die: soon. she didn't have to fall in love, but she did. she hated it. he picked her from thousands, and she couldn't comprehend it. the reason why is probably better than not knowing.
Part II of "Just your average broken girl". Just trying to gather my thoughts to feel something again.
poems for the boy who made me want to write again and poems for the pain i've caused him without realizing until it was too late
