if i fell asleep one night
and never woke up
would it even matter,
or would i fade away
like your love for me
eventually did.
-k.d.
Being a poet is like being really sick. But instead of vomit, words come out. This is my word vomit. More
if i fell asleep one night
and never woke up
would it even matter,
or would i fade away
like your love for me
eventually did.
-k.d.