February 2012
Coin
pickmeadaisy:
The other night, i was writing. You were practicing a song. You crept over to my side of the bed to see but i hid it from you. It was my sadness, and i didn’t want you to see it. You were amused, and slightly perplexed. I had a secret you didn’t know about.
We continued our movie in the dark later on and you asked me if i was okay. I said yes, and you said that it was okay if i...
Sometimes it's not about who hurt and broke you...
