The way our
Fingers brushed
On that cold night
As I ran my
Fingers
Through your hair,
Down your
S
P
I
N
E
Made me love you
Even more.
But,
Sadly,
That's all gone.
The feelings have deminished into
Nothing.
I hope it's what you wanted.
Apr 22, 2013
Apr 22, 2013 at 8:28 PM UTC
The way our
Fingers brushed
On that cold night
As I ran my
Fingers
Through your hair,
Down your
S
P
I
N
E
Made me love you
Even more.
But,
Sadly,
That's all gone.
The feelings have deminished into
Nothing.
I hope it's what you wanted.
