I miss the kisses and long letters
Your sweaters, making me feel like I belonged
I miss our slow dances
The warm bed and glances
I miss the glow
But where did it all go?
Should I believe in second chances?
Or should I begin to grieve
While you leave?
May 23, 2015
May 23, 2015 at 7:02 PM UTC
I miss the kisses and long letters
Your sweaters, making me feel like I belonged
I miss our slow dances
The warm bed and glances
I miss the glow
But where did it all go?
Should I believe in second chances?
Or should I begin to grieve
While you leave?
not done