35 | Nov 10
I burn everything I touch
and all I could do is wish,
for someone to come and hold me
and if you think I'm fine
I want you to know
that the day you left me
my heart didn't stop grieving
for the love it lost
YOU ARE READING
Moonstruck
PoetryCopyright © November 2020 by Mystital probably my rant book written in flowery language, all raw from my soul. highest ranking: nov-dec #1 poetry collection out of 21.8k stories #1 poet out of 14.6k stories #1 poem collection out of 6.6k stories #1...
