(no subject)
Why do I fall in love with all my closest friends?
I wish the pain that comes with holding myself back,
Would kindly end.
This “love” you speak of, it’s always fleeting,
But even so, the fresh and fragile hearts still bleed
With all they’ve got.
I wish the pain that comes with holding myself back,
Would kindly end.
This “love” you speak of, it’s always fleeting,
But even so, the fresh and fragile hearts still bleed
With all they’ve got.