After the storm

 I realized it's all because of him...

I feel like this because he hasn't written... He hasn't reach...

And that breaks my heart to the point I cry and cry and cry...

And every song I listen to, every song I love, reminds me of that fact... 

That maybe he is done with me... That maybe he doesn't need me anymore... That maybe he's through, and I'm still there...

He is, indeed, my undoing...

And I'm still here...

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