Poems from vacquafredda

Who knew It would be the last time calling him “babe”? Who knew It would be the last time holding his hand? Who knew It would end today?...
There was a darkness. A darkness no one should ever experience. That feeling you are NOT good enough, Feeling you are NOT loved, Feeling...
Because I loved you, I gazed up at the stars, Wishing for that fairytale ending you promised. Because I loved you, I went to bed at night,...