When I divorce · Failure · Poetry When I September 26, 2017September 26, 2017 Toska When all the world was empty, there was only you. When I couldn’t forget the pain, there was only you. When I couldn’t see, I couldn’t feel, I couldn’t breathe, I found you. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Published by Toska Often comical musings about my chaotic life. The good, the bad and the ugly (also the cliche) all shack up here. Dolling out hard truths about a not-so-perfect life. View all posts by Toska Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...
