why would i base my happiness
off of someone else
when people are so temporary
and i'll always have myself
YOU ARE READING
some words about love
Poetrychaos erupts in my mind flowing down to my soul so that a fire burns within me with him as the source. how do i keep the flames at bay? how do I put them out? I write. I write so my words become the spray of a hose washing over me over you over lov...
temporary
why would i base my happiness
off of someone else
when people are so temporary
and i'll always have myself
