• riya_aestheticgraphy 23w


    It was like a spell cast on me

    I didn't really know where to be

    But it took me away from all reality

    And turned my I's into we's 

    But a rough time, and a point of self torture

    Teary eyes and a tired face, what a horror

    I would have given it up, left it all, I was at the border

    All I wanted, was to feel warmer

    A phase I want to forget

    But you heard me, day and night, fret

    And never seemed upset

    This thing called love, hasn't left me yet.