I often wonder if you regret taking me for granted, if you ever think of me and know in the back of your mind that maybe things could’ve worked out the way I know we had both hoped at one point- I had...
A muse is something I’ve never had, but what is a writer without a muse? That was until you came along, making me feel things I’ve never felt and teaching me how to love in ways I never knew existed. ...
I wrote this on New Year’s Eve while being a little bit drunk and heartbroken I hope you enjoy it. Let me know what you think, constructive criticism is gladly accepted