the girl who never had it all felt numb every sunday evening
because another week had passed and she still wasn’t living
a clockwork routine of staccato
detached from reality
the build up is beautiful
but when you only give half of your heart the ****** is just another week gone
a monday meltdown of never finding your place
touch starvation
Mar 29, 2019
Mar 29, 2019 at 8:40 PM UTC
the girl who never had it all felt numb every sunday evening
because another week had passed and she still wasn’t living
a clockwork routine of staccato
detached from reality
the build up is beautiful
but when you only give half of your heart the ****** is just another week gone
a monday meltdown of never finding your place
touch starvation
for me by me
