May 2015
daylight, filters through the blinds,
promising paradise.
i was so *blinded,
all i could see was your light.
and even though it’s been some time,
since i’ve even talked to you
i probably deserve it,
i was always the one who was uncertain.
promising paradise.
i was so *blinded,
all i could see was your light.
and even though it’s been some time,
since i’ve even talked to you
i probably deserve it,
i was always the one who was uncertain.
