Jul 2015
Should've been mine. Always something; someone.
Lonely already, at only eighteen.
How can someone so young be so bitter?
So few memories - so many regrets.
Lonely already, at only eighteen.
How can someone so young be so bitter?
So few memories - so many regrets.
A short burst of thought I had recently on my encounters with females in the emotional sense. Physicality and relationships of the flesh are irrelevant in the context of this piece.
