Loving you was like
Pushing a swing
Without anybody on it;
Every push I do,
It always comes back
Empty
//k.u.
YOU ARE READING
When I Can't Do Anything Else
PoetryWhen I can't do anything else, I write poems. [Became #1 in Poetry a long time ago]
Swing Set
Loving you was like
Pushing a swing
Without anybody on it;
Every push I do,
It always comes back
Empty
//k.u.
