Forget the regrets,
Ignore the truth,
No matter the price,
I'll run to you.
This'll end in disaster,
I'm no good for you,
I still don't care,
I'll run to you.
When I start coming undone,
When I don't know what to do,
That's when I start running,
I run to you.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry of Me
PoetryThis is a continuation of Poured Out on Paper. Filled with happiness, love, anger, and lust, here's to another poetry book, and to a whole new adventure... (:
