I didn't know which way was home.
I don't want to love you if love leaves me this cold.
I don't want to love you if love is this alone.
YOU ARE READING
be my hero
Teen Fictionbecause everyone gets sad sometimes and because i like to think im a poet and sometimes i want to yell but not be heard does that make sense?
vingt-deux
I didn't know which way was home.
I don't want to love you if love leaves me this cold.
I don't want to love you if love is this alone.
