𝗕𝗨𝗧 𝗠𝗬 𝗘𝗬𝗘𝗦
And it's hard for me to cry,
I can handle wounds,
I can handle scars,
But my eyes...
They willingly volunteer to pour down tears at the slightest mention, hope and thoughts of you
YOU ARE READING
Love Love Love It's You
PoetryA collection of love poems. Read me (the book) If you're drunk in love.
But my eyes
𝗕𝗨𝗧 𝗠𝗬 𝗘𝗬𝗘𝗦
And it's hard for me to cry,
I can handle wounds,
I can handle scars,
But my eyes...
They willingly volunteer to pour down tears at the slightest mention, hope and thoughts of you
