He read me a poem
and somewhere in the middle stopped
to let me know it wasn’t about me
Why couldn’t you just let me believe?
He read me a poem
and somewhere in the middle stopped
to let me know it wasn’t about me
Why couldn’t you just let me believe?
Because he’s a heartbreaker
She was warned long before. But she always had a beautiful knack for the tragic.
And the need to know more…