It’s like I’m always waiting for the other shoe to drop
Waiting for you to break my heart again
Feeling like Iβm paranoid but I cant stop asking questions
they always lead to answers I donβt like.
What are you doing to me?
Do you know the precious love you hold in your hands
Or are you carelessly letting it slip through your fingers
-May 2018
Good evening, such a beautiful poem. I would like to thank you for liking my latest blog post ββSβ Drops Like a βSβtrike Pearl π΅β‘οΈβ. It meant so much to me. Have a lovely evening. πΈ
A well “Milked” man belongs to his woman. Never let his prostate be full.