If I could,
I would apologize
to the sky and my room celling
for all of the nights I've akwardly started at them,
remembering things I should have forgotten.
YOU ARE READING
love letters
PoetryDo something instead of killing time,because time is killing you
apologize
If I could,
I would apologize
to the sky and my room celling
for all of the nights I've akwardly started at them,
remembering things I should have forgotten.