Jul 2013
3 A.M. and my mind is on you.
This is me trying to be fine, without you.
I don't know, where this poem is going.
But at 3 A.M. I've found that I die without you.
This is me trying to be fine, without you.
I don't know, where this poem is going.
But at 3 A.M. I've found that I die without you.
