I think of you every second of the day and it breaks my heart to know you do not think of me.
It breaks my heart picturing you with someone els and it breaks my heart knowing we won't ever be a thing and you won't be mine.
YOU ARE READING
(no) roses.
Poetrywelcome to a part of my life where i describe how i felt at a moment.. where i tell my private moments, when i was happy or sad, confident or insecure. i will tell you everything and be an open book.
