May 2015
My hands search
For a grip
That won't falter
My arms stretch
To find warmth
Where I lay
My eyes burn
With a past
I can't alter
My heart aches
For a love
That will stay.
For a grip
That won't falter
My arms stretch
To find warmth
Where I lay
My eyes burn
With a past
I can't alter
My heart aches
For a love
That will stay.
