She wrote about you, on every bus stop she came across, on the subway somewhere in downtown Manhattan, on top of the Empire State Building, on that sidewalk in Queens, she wrote about you, wishing you
we have no ending You and I even with a said goodbye our wounds keep mending until we break each others hearts I wonder why for all my life we do this every time - Alex Antally 🌸
she texted again yet another early morning nobody needed a warning it was for attention with bad intention getting herself involved in a situation she didn’t even need to be apart of a poem she doesn’