Jan 28
I have
no clue
how to
love you.
It’s like
flipping a
Rubik’s cube.
All we do
is continue to
argue in your room,
circling around
an issue—
left in a mystery,
an unsolved
Enigma...
no clue
how to
love you.
It’s like
flipping a
Rubik’s cube.
All we do
is continue to
argue in your room,
circling around
an issue—
left in a mystery,
an unsolved
Enigma...
