i don't fall apart anymore
when a boy doesn't like me.
i accept it and move on with my life.
i'm growing up.
i think i like that part of it.
7.4.15
poetry that falls out of my mind like leaves from trees or music from the fingers of a pianist. More
i don't fall apart anymore
when a boy doesn't like me.
i accept it and move on with my life.
i'm growing up.
i think i like that part of it.
7.4.15