Why can't it like the old days
Where we were little and had no problems
Why can't you see how much I love you
But the only thing you care about is HER.
The girl who made this mess
Who took you away from me
You defend her
You cuddle with her
You kiss her
But she's dosen't love you
I do.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
the suicide mind
Şiir"and you left me with bad habits like cracking my knuckles and wearing your sweater because the smell of you still lingers. you left me chewing at the skin of my skin on my lips because maybe just maybe if it's gone the taste of you will be too, but...
