Donia

When I tell you I love you, I expect you to say the same. I expect roses and chocolate; kisses and laughter.

When I tell you I love you, I expect a place besides my own to cower in when I want to not feel alone.

When I tell you…

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Donia

Donia

I’m not really sure why I write, I always hated it in school and now I use it to convey what I don’t feel like I can say out-loud, enjoy.