i think that love has been lost on me. all things that begin blooming in potential seem to fall into waste these days. soil and ash. dust and death. and it’s not fair because i miss you, and i want you here by my side. i watch the others-smiling, happy, glowing-and wish that could be mine.
Jul 2, 2018
Jul 2, 2018 at 4:37 PM UTC
i think that love has been lost on me. all things that begin blooming in potential seem to fall into waste these days. soil and ash. dust and death. and it’s not fair because i miss you, and i want you here by my side. i watch the others-smiling, happy, glowing-and wish that could be mine.
