The cruel cold reality of love, where I will always be second best. And I watch as the one I love loves another, I will always be reminded that love has no M.E.R.CY.
Full story coming on Wattpad so...
that's okay : the story of a neglected girl
she was his; or so the term 'girlfriend' suggested.
The longings of the writer...and his anchor.
I should let it go!
all through the night.
excerpt from a poem i wrote.
Longings of the soul. Nights are hardest.
I have unattainable dreams. I don't think I'll ever write a happy poem.
I hate you, I love you
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First love never dies. For Kathleen
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