alright. i usually only write about three things. my boyfriend, the rain, and the seasons. and if you dont like my poems, dont tell me. cause i dont care. |
Walking away was the last she saw,
the last she remembers of him...
My love, my everything
you are the world to me...
Never take the one you love for granted, because you could lose them in the blink of an eye. |
Love is beautiful, cherish it to the end. |