2:16 pm
she loved a boy
he didn't know
but she couldn't
let him go.
she screamed his name
he didn't hear
she tried again
once every year.
she cried once more
as he stood and bowed
because she was just another
girl in the crowd.
ESTÁ A LER
intoxicated // poetry || 01
Poesia[ book 01 - completed ] emotions are not meant to be bottled up, and i knew at the second your breath intoxicated my lungs, that emotions were meant to be wild, spread out, and if you can survive the journey, it'll be one hell of a story. ███████...
