Jan 2019
It all feels so cold
The things that once brought me joy
Are all but barren
I have tried to cry
I've forgotten if I can
Does it even matter?
Things are better now
But they're also so much worse
I hate this heartache
The things that once brought me joy
Are all but barren
I have tried to cry
I've forgotten if I can
Does it even matter?
Things are better now
But they're also so much worse
I hate this heartache
I wish I could forget him. I wish I could go back and never meet him. I wish I didn't know how love felt. I wish I didn't long for it.
