They call you a beast because surrounding your heart was a painful path of pointy brown pins.
But don't they know the most precious of roses are protected by thorns?
I had been caged
Into perfect domestication
By the small town I once inhabited.
So,
My Dearest Prince,
Teach me how to be a monster again,
And I will teach you how to love.
Together we can learn to stop hiding behind brick castle walls and old book bindings and start to become the people we were meant to be.
ΔΙΑΒΑΖΕΙΣ
Poems
Ποίηση"I know that sometimes for people, I feel like too much; But let me kiss away the phantom pain that the scars remind you of, Let me kiss the burns on your hands, From when you touched the burning fire within my soul. Let me show you that yes, I am...
