if it makes any difference at all,
you're still the first person i want to tell all my good news to.
it's strange, this type of loss, it's something i can't even really put into words. sometimes my days are better than others and i forget about the hole in my life, and sometimes i sit in the shower and all i can remember is your love.
you're so mean now.
YOU ARE READING
love poems.
Poetrythis is a poem book full of poems made by me about life & love. i hope you enjoy! [ all rights to me ]
