I am so tiny
I have never once loved because it was tangible,
I have loved because it wasn’t
And then, when I believed it was mine
I let it slip right through my fingers, hoping it will be cold
With warmth-
I would melt
Nov 17, 2012
Nov 17, 2012 at 9:36 PM UTC
I am so tiny
I have never once loved because it was tangible,
I have loved because it wasn’t
And then, when I believed it was mine
I let it slip right through my fingers, hoping it will be cold
With warmth-
I would melt
