but its your concourse waves of hair that drive me mad
Its your smiles and embrace that fries my brain
your soft lips as they speak; my mind puts words onto them
Its your style those yellow shoe converses
its the distance that really pulls my hairs out their pores
Its my constant pouring out and dying from the inside
Its the fact you are just right there. But i cant see the heart you have for me that you hide.
I may be silly but this all rings true. I may be silly,
but just for you.
Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 3:37 PM UTC
but its your concourse waves of hair that drive me mad
Its your smiles and embrace that fries my brain
your soft lips as they speak; my mind puts words onto them
Its your style those yellow shoe converses
its the distance that really pulls my hairs out their pores
Its my constant pouring out and dying from the inside
Its the fact you are just right there. But i cant see the heart you have for me that you hide.
I may be silly but this all rings true. I may be silly,
but just for you.
Idk :)
