It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love for your dream for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon... I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.
It doesnt interest me, to know your problems, but I still care about you.
A/N this reminds me so much of severus snape LMFAO
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just poems, I am thirteen years old, so don't expect much
PoetryJust some poems that I wrote. J am thirteen, so sorry if they are a bit crappy, but I have school and stuff and i created my account yesterday and stuff. All poems belong to me, and me only. Sorry for cheesy description. Good bye peeps!
