You cry that you need me, yet all you do is deceive me.
Now tell me, how does that work?
YOU ARE READING
The Diary of Her
Poetry"I let her go because I knew she could do better. And now she's gone. I wonder if I should've just been better."
7:40am
You cry that you need me, yet all you do is deceive me.
Now tell me, how does that work?
