I used to love, not anymore, some people don’t understand or don’t know the meaning of that word.

Sad world.

How do you explain the feeling of being alive and dead at the same time.

greyaugustuspoetry:

Young Love

I remember the late nights

Smiling till my face hurt

I remember that happy feeling

I thought I’d never let it go


Talking about only you

Gripping your hand so tight

Looking for you in every room

It was pure innocence



- Love,

Grey Augustus


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