As sure as
the sun knows the moon will glow
every night while she sleeps,
the leaves will rush to the ground to blanket its chilly surface every autumn,
I love you, I love you, I’m in love with you.
May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 11:04 PM UTC
As sure as
the sun knows the moon will glow
every night while she sleeps,
the leaves will rush to the ground to blanket its chilly surface every autumn,
I love you, I love you, I’m in love with you.