The time ticks by like a leaky fosit.
A slow leaky fosit.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
My mind shys away from
The thoughts of you. That
Every drip drop
Echoes another second closer to
Losing you.
Sep 21, 2017
Sep 21, 2017 at 10:26 AM UTC
The time ticks by like a leaky fosit.
A slow leaky fosit.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
My mind shys away from
The thoughts of you. That
Every drip drop
Echoes another second closer to
Losing you.
