My stomach is a map where you can read all my fears and bullshit.
2am. You fell asleep as I was waiting for a hug or a kiss.
2am10. I’m now crying, quietly.
2am12. My stomach hurts again and I know that it’s o v e r.
2am. You fell asleep as I was waiting for a hug or a kiss.
2am10. I’m now crying, quietly.
2am12. My stomach hurts again and I know that it’s o v e r.