My mind could be saying all manner of things
when I read your messages;
the truth is,
my uncontained smile
betrays my thoughts
every time.
It has a dialog all its own.
Sep 30, 2012
Sep 30, 2012 at 10:59 PM UTC
My mind could be saying all manner of things
when I read your messages;
the truth is,
my uncontained smile
betrays my thoughts
every time.
It has a dialog all its own.
