If I had to, only write about love, I’ll be writing about suffering in silence and dying in horror for enduring, not really speaking up, for love. Is that, what love is for you?
Is it, dying in silence? I pray you leave and lock all doors behind those relationships.
If I had to only write about breakups, I’ll be writing about, pain in silence and crushing the soul over not minutes, but years and even in different life times. Is that, how you let go?
Is it, what pain is for you?
Is it, pain in silence? I pray you leave and walk away, locking those doors behind you, of relationships that made you slowly die in silence.
Born To Be Nothing But Me. – Calosha
If I Had To Write.
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