You're a demise.
You don't know that. You're syrup that means so much.
I don't love you,
As a matter of fact I really ******* hate you,
but I need you.
That's right. I need you.
I'm a coward without you. I depend on you.
One day I won't. I hope one day I won't. But until then, I'm at your beck and call.
May 9, 2020
May 9, 2020 at 10:54 PM UTC
You're a demise.
You don't know that. You're syrup that means so much.
I don't love you,
As a matter of fact I really ******* hate you,
but I need you.
That's right. I need you.
I'm a coward without you. I depend on you.
One day I won't. I hope one day I won't. But until then, I'm at your beck and call.
