Once there was a girl
Who never left the house,
So once her heart finds
its way home,
She'll be able to
welcome her on her arms
once more.
One day, heart will come
when she arrives,
She will tell her about what it's like to be out there.
She'll tell the story about how she met someone during the cold rainy days,
How nice he was to shelter her and made her cozy
And how he left because he thought she was too cold
And that he needed other things to give her a ***** feeling
And she'll confess about the moments she longed for his return and how the hope she once had flickered.
She will talk about
how she took all the courage
to go out that comfort
and how she was able to
pack all her strength to
head her way home.
And that she's glad to be home though not on time but never too late.
Aug 15, 2020
Aug 15, 2020 at 2:24 AM UTC
Once there was a girl
Who never left the house,
So once her heart finds
its way home,
She'll be able to
welcome her on her arms
once more.
One day, heart will come
when she arrives,
She will tell her about what it's like to be out there.
She'll tell the story about how she met someone during the cold rainy days,
How nice he was to shelter her and made her cozy
And how he left because he thought she was too cold
And that he needed other things to give her a ***** feeling
And she'll confess about the moments she longed for his return and how the hope she once had flickered.
She will talk about
how she took all the courage
to go out that comfort
and how she was able to
pack all her strength to
head her way home.
And that she's glad to be home though not on time but never too late.
When the time is right...
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