Taylor swift and missing you.
Wishing we were together and happy.
Wishing you were safe in my arms.
Wishing I was asleep close to you.
Wishing.
Wishing.
Always wishing for things that seem like will never happen.
5.18.18
YOU ARE READING
Her.
PoetryA collection of the letters and little tidbits I've written to her / about her in the past eight-ish months. She's my girl now :) ✨💛✨
