Confused(apparently)
but it'll be okay....
time will pass and we will forget our failures
sell our investments in insecurities
Alone
Her lips give gifts of affection
a recollection(of sorts)
b'cuz technically we never met
never kiss'd
never did nor will
so chill....
icecold baby iceMotherFluck'ncold
have no heart until you have no goals
taught myself into this perception
all i have r these recollections
and this Love i find in her
ironic.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem