i spend so much time during the best moments thinking, am i going to remember this moment forever? that i lose the uniqueness of it and it is no longer stored in my brain and the only memories stuck there are the sad ones when i force myself to look in the mirror at my wet, tear-stained face or when i have to cry myself to sleep because i've never felt so lonely.
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2:02am thoughts
Poetry{sequel to 1:01am thoughts} it's an hour past 1:01am and her head is still clouded with thoughts the world is still falling apart at her feet and she still can't get over the boy she once called hers and the good life she once had. (some of these wo...
