Sep 2024
My heart grew heavier with each drop of the life-giving rain
His words still echoed in my room
I was a star in a far-out galaxy aching to be held
And he was just out of reach
Yet so far.
His words still echoed in my room
I was a star in a far-out galaxy aching to be held
And he was just out of reach
Yet so far.
Why do we crave love from the ones who hurt us?
A poem I hid long long ago.
A poem I hid long long ago.
