You stared at me like there was something you wanted to say, but it was my mind again, trying to think of a better ending.
YOU ARE READING
I Should've Hugged You The Last Time I Saw You
PoetryWould it make any difference? If we knew that it was the last time we would see each other again?
Tricks On Me
You stared at me like there was something you wanted to say, but it was my mind again, trying to think of a better ending.
