The Truth is
I loved you when your hands
were around my waist
holding me
The world was my bones
your hands were the ozone
making sure the sun didn't hit me too hard in the morning
when I'm finding it especially hard
to get out of bed
Jan 30, 2014
Jan 30, 2014 at 6:31 PM UTC
The Truth is
I loved you when your hands
were around my waist
holding me
The world was my bones
your hands were the ozone
making sure the sun didn't hit me too hard in the morning
when I'm finding it especially hard
to get out of bed
