Dec 2015
You need to grow,
To feel the pain of loosing.
You need to bleed,
And hurt a little alone.
Because love grasps blindly
From where you've fallen,
It does not scream
When you stand tall.
To feel the pain of loosing.
You need to bleed,
And hurt a little alone.
Because love grasps blindly
From where you've fallen,
It does not scream
When you stand tall.
