You light up a cigarette, the only thing bright in the dark night
Years from now when we are no longer in each others lives, I will always remember your favorite brand of cigarettes, and how the taste of your lips would keep me buzzed for hours of a time. At some point the *** turned into something more, watching you hit your ****** would always keep me begging for more
Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 2:43 AM UTC
You light up a cigarette, the only thing bright in the dark night
Years from now when we are no longer in each others lives, I will always remember your favorite brand of cigarettes, and how the taste of your lips would keep me buzzed for hours of a time. At some point the *** turned into something more, watching you hit your ****** would always keep me begging for more
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