May 2015
that rain which comes
after every dark storm
to wash away the grey,
as you always like to say
i have been waiting for it now
since ages. of pain, brokenness,
and loneliness.
(come take me away)
after every dark storm
to wash away the grey,
as you always like to say
i have been waiting for it now
since ages. of pain, brokenness,
and loneliness.
(come take me away)
6:34 am
