Let me whisper a little something in your ear...
I've cried enough tears to make the ocean jealous. I cut off all my hair. You said it was my strength. I cut off people too. You said I always run back to them.
By TKC5 years ago in Poets
I lay awake at night, Wondering and full of worry. Thinking of things to come, That will be the most beautiful heartbreak imaginable. A mother never the same.