Their love were of different depths.
He stood tall, so far, so safe at shore.
Yet she was sinking, grappling for air.
Her body descending, heart drowning in despair.
Apr 9, 2016
Apr 9, 2016 at 10:03 AM UTC
Their love were of different depths.
He stood tall, so far, so safe at shore.
Yet she was sinking, grappling for air.
Her body descending, heart drowning in despair.
Midnight thoughts
