I’m sitting here wondering if you still like me. If you still want me. I don’t know why I’m doubting you, or myself. Well actually, I do. I’m just too scared to even write it out. The things that roll through my mind are terrifying. Even after what was said last night, I still wonder. When I’m not with you, my mind goes crazy, and my heart starts to believe all of those wild thoughts. When we’re...
Please know, he left you. He, not the world, not your friends, not your...– Carl’s Haiku (via wordsandlyrics)