Apr 2015
It's 3am
I'm on the couch (too far from you)
Feet soaking in an old cooking ***
Filled to the brim with cold water
Fading in
Fading out.
Morning light creeps in
And I wonder if I've slept at all.
I'm on the couch (too far from you)
Feet soaking in an old cooking ***
Filled to the brim with cold water
Fading in
Fading out.
Morning light creeps in
And I wonder if I've slept at all.
Someone want to trade skins? Mine's too sensitive.
