A poem about uncertainty, fright and not being prepared for changes.
After years hope remerges. It's changing. Hopefully changing.
Wishing for the days when all I knew was love and everything felt okay
Reader's discretion is advised. A dialogue about healing. Pictures belong to their respective owners. Follow @traptluv for more.
finally the best of seasons has arrived
Like, comment, follow. Ever lost someone?
Im sorry im such a shit bag, I cant take it back now. I wish i could have loved you right by the time i wanted to, it was too late.
Think about it?
It's not how love works...