fakingsmiles
You blame me for reasons I don't know of. I would like to think I deserve to know but you kept shut. You kill me with my own curiosity and you don't care. Yet I care so much and I wish I don't.
As her hair flows in the wind, she walks with her bare feet on the sand looking for shells as beautiful and colorful as her eyes in the summer sun.
writing since 2013 · 2 entries · 2 days shown up
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