What a beautiful world . emotionally
What a beautiful world . emotionally destroyed. Hurricane blurin girl met boy . several break ups and plenty relapses Routine great comfort serious attachment. Every once in a while she forget to breath.Terrified of losing him . Paradise is misery.
Now that your gone I can't sleep at night, memories our on overdrive, I can't even function right, to mad at me and to cold to cry. I'm dying without you. But fly free.
This poem is about:
Me