I was a disaster when we met each other
My wounds weren't healed yet, from the person whom I wanted to be my lover
Twelve months sober, days became harder
She was my whole book but I was only her chapter
Dec 8, 2017
Dec 8, 2017 at 9:31 AM UTC
I was a disaster when we met each other
My wounds weren't healed yet, from the person whom I wanted to be my lover
Twelve months sober, days became harder
She was my whole book but I was only her chapter