I want to show you love and all. But cant take in what made us fall. A thousand knife's go through my heart, as I question just when did this start? Feeling like I can't let go. It suck's that you just want these hoes.
By Lisa Ayala 4 years ago in Poets
Its Spring. So fresh. Everything renewing and blossoming beautifully. We would enjoy nice days at the park together. Blanket laid out under a tree. Perfect weather.
