Poems from meka85
is God realbecause if he isi need a conversation
i keep calling your nameand it feels like you keepsending me to voicemail
i am dying down...
this is what it’s like to love with bpd
i carefully hide the parts of methat might make you abandon me.i tell you there are places in...
i can still rememberthe feel of your head in my handas i kissed you passionately,offering you every piece of my heart.
i did so willingly,...
i can still rememberthe feel of your head in my handas i kissed you passionately,offering you every piece of my heart.
i did so willingly,...