"you almost didn't make it"
" You almost didn't make it,"
The words echo in my head
The words echo in my head-
In my stomach, a ball of dread.
How 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘦𝘭 of you to rip my mother from my arms
Scarring me with your nonexistent charms.
Forever doomed- always out of reach.... My emotional security system never has a breach.
The words echo in my head
The words echo in my head-
In my stomach, a ball of dread.
How 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘦𝘭 of you to rip my mother from my arms
Scarring me with your nonexistent charms.
Forever doomed- always out of reach.... My emotional security system never has a breach.