16 April 2012
My seams have been stretched, They're begining to fray away. Like every relationship I've had, They need sewing to survive a day. When will I find the one Like in the love songs and poems I hear? Will it be today? Tomorrow? Or will I have to wait a year? My heart wont survive that long, It's patches already torn. For a heart that rarely beats, On a sleeve it seems to of been worn.
----------------------------- Taken from my DA account ~ cherryberrylace
Patches • Opuss № I