And did I tell you
about how the
sunflowers
you painted on my skin
crave for you
every morning
yet the winter
never ends.
Where are you, my sunshine?
Apr 26, 2018
Apr 26, 2018 at 12:25 AM UTC
And did I tell you
about how the
sunflowers
you painted on my skin
crave for you
every morning
yet the winter
never ends.
Where are you, my sunshine?
