7-3-20
11.53 pm
this was written after a friend left my life. i don't miss you.
friends are fleeting just like time.
we must cherish what we have while before life takes it back.
most friends are like trains passing by. but if you catch a ride worth riding,
cherish it.
it may leave.
YOU ARE READING
flower fields
Poetrya poetry collection by me. most of these are written late at night so my deepest apologies if they're bad :)
