THE END of NOSTALGIA
Sometimes i wonder if you want to get rid of me because of the stupid shit that you do
Jealousy is a nasty little creep.
You didn’t mean it the same way i did.
we watched the sky,
waiting for it to teach us
the fine art of falling.
Everybody deserves to feel loved and cherished.
Poetry… just reading it brings back everything i was feeling…my little time machine.