You were the flower,
and I was the feast.
You were the crowd,
and I was the solitude.
But, when I was the smile,
you as the happiness,
took it from me.
(Sadness edition 👌)
YOU ARE READING
Everything, Everytime
PoetryAbout love, anxiety, hope, solitude, pain, maybe heartbreaks include. Written only by ME, 2017. Please do not copying my book even this book is just a garbage!
