I'm swear after this life,
I'll find you again.
I will wait.
Loving you always.
Sep 12, 2015
Sep 12, 2015 at 4:59 AM UTC
I miss you the most in
the middle of the night
when the o n l y thing
that is able to consume
me is the memory of
your lip stains on my
chest and the darkness
surrounding ; the only
thing that is keeping us
con-nec-ted seems to be
the stars, darling. And
they're close to burning
out.
gd
Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 3:51 AM UTC