Poetry capturing the rise and fall of young romance and high school sweethearts. What once was can never be lost. It lives within us and is apart of us. Till next time my darling.
You see, we all bleed red which means things that we feel are not foreign. Never think you're crazy or alone for the way that you are. My passion flows freely and I let my imagination run wild with no judgment. My thoughts are like fireworks exploding in the sky full of bright burning colors that make you remember everything.
Oh and don't even ask what all of this is about because I don't even know. Enjoy this ongoing journey with me.