Better than I know myself.

by limmie

Cold as ice.
And more bitter than a December Winter night.
That was how I treated you.
If I wanted to leave I would have left by now.

My fluctuating emotions is my downfall.
Three small chapters of TF and my brain is refusing to budge anymore.

I have to change some specific entropy, Sherilyn! ๐Ÿ˜จ๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜”