It should've been forever remember
It should've been Ride or die
should've been all or nothing...
Is it just me that remember the happy
times and wish to get them back?
Is it just me that wet my pillows at night
thinking of your smile?
Again I'm at the knitting basket
Ready to sew back the threads
You carelessly ripped apart
But this time I'm only sewing
If you hand me the pin.
Jun 9, 2019
Jun 9, 2019 at 11:24 AM UTC
The smile on my face wide
My eyes shining brightly
Hands in the air like I have zero problems.
The shoulder you can always cry on is mine...
How I'm so convincing is a surprise. to me
Cause behind those closed doors
between my pen, and and my blade it's hard to tell which really puts a smile on this face masked so properly.
Jun 9, 2019
Jun 9, 2019 at 3:15 AM UTC