Rules.
Are meant to be broken.
Promises.
Are meant to be kept.
Secrets.
Are meant to be told.
Friendships.
Are meant for you to hold.
Relationships.
Aren't always perfect.
Perfect.
Isn't always what I want.
What I want though,
Is quite clearly
You.
YOU ARE READING
Poured Out on Paper
PoetryCAUTION: This is a collection of my deepest thoughts and feelings. Half of it will NOT make sense to you. Handle with care, because this is my entire heart.... *Poured Out on Paper.*
