I know its tough times going on.
Nobody can feel you like you feel to yourself.
It's been a week without you, you couldn't even think about it how fuck all things are going in my fucking mind.
I'm sorry for my lovely words.
Ughh.. I'm not an writer i couldn't write as good as you but can't help nobody is there to listen me,
So I'm back to you mirakee.
Overthinking really sucks.
This is not a poem nor an write up but a broken heart voice.
No more love is real in this world.
Love hurts you, teach you, pain you.
Fucked up with love.
Fucked up with friendship