Smudged:
Maybe when I go
Maybe if I leave
You will finally say the words
I have been longing to hear.
Maybe when I stay
If only you stayed too...
Then I won't be writing these words in smudges
But crying right next to you...
YOU ARE READING
(1) Prologues of a Brokenheart (COMPLETED)
Poetry"because love requires guts, a soul, and a short term memory..." -some bookmark Random thoughts and lyrics about the heart and it's misadventures. [Copyright.styledinpink.sweetnovemberof.2013]
