Our forever garden, a place where you and I
sit on a bench made of wood, carved with hearts...
Glass walls press
In the telephone booth...
It is hard to pretend that you are really fine,
Nor it is hard to hide the real feelings you have...
FYI:I wrote this poem when I was 15 and has...
Everythingwas fine until...
I dont know where we stand
And I dont know how I feel...
I did everything I could
Tried to bring you back to life...
She realized he was gone
Dreaming simply to remember...
"me and her"
Current mood: loved...
I'm searching for a missing fellow,
he has escaped my thoughts tonight...
Oh no, this "poem" was terrible.
Oh no, this "poem" was terrible...
So, there is this boy
He is my best friend...
Sunsets Fire
Fire from the horizon...