You see it from afar. Noticing the subtle glow.
"I'm sorry it hasn't been raining for you lately. Will the crimson of my wrists be worthy enough for you?"
"I'm sorry the rays of sunshine haven't been gleaming and lighting you up. Will the blaze from skin all the way to my bones, when I set myself on fire, be worthy enough for you?"
May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 11:58 AM UTC
You see it from afar. Noticing the subtle glow.
"I'm sorry it hasn't been raining for you lately. Will the crimson of my wrists be worthy enough for you?"
"I'm sorry the rays of sunshine haven't been gleaming and lighting you up. Will the blaze from skin all the way to my bones, when I set myself on fire, be worthy enough for you?"
