She wore her love like an old scarf.
The ends were damp from all the tears, and it was tattered and torn from being pulled this way and that.
She tried so hard to find a comfortable way to share it,
But it always ended with her wrapping it around herself to keep out those cold hearts.
Apr 6, 2018
Apr 6, 2018 at 2:34 PM UTC
She wore her love like an old scarf.
The ends were damp from all the tears, and it was tattered and torn from being pulled this way and that.
She tried so hard to find a comfortable way to share it,
But it always ended with her wrapping it around herself to keep out those cold hearts.
