Sometimes there is so much we feel but so little we can say.
Remember all those long conversations that lasted for hours? I miss them
Every relationship starts with He is different, and ends with He is just like the rest.
You see a Person’s true colours when you are no longer beneficial to their life.
I hate to see his face
What do you do when Something that was your Everything becomes a Nothing?
Sometimes there is so much we feel but so little we can say.
Remember all those long conversations that lasted for hours? I miss them
Every relationship starts with He is different, and ends with He is just like the rest.
You see a Person’s true colours when you are no longer beneficial to their life.
I hate to see his face
What do you do when Something that was your Everything becomes a Nothing?