Jun 2011
My bed has a vacancy again.
It burdans me.
I don't like to sleep alone.
I hate it.
I want her here.
In my arms.
Next to me.
Breathing.
Dreaming.
Next to me.
It burdans me.
I don't like to sleep alone.
I hate it.
I want her here.
In my arms.
Next to me.
Breathing.
Dreaming.
Next to me.
