Dear diary
I don't know what it is
that undescribable feeling
when someone who was home to you
become somebody else
to whom we search for words to start conversation.
For the first time in years
I could feel the sting in my heart.
Is she doing ok ?
Is she...
that undescribable feeling
when someone who was home to you
become somebody else
to whom we search for words to start conversation.
For the first time in years
I could feel the sting in my heart.
Is she doing ok ?
Is she...