Jun 2015
You know when after a long day,
You climb into bed,
Exhausted,
And you curl up,
Sinking into the bed,
Breathing becoming regular.
That's what loving you was like.
Rare, and comfortable.
You climb into bed,
Exhausted,
And you curl up,
Sinking into the bed,
Breathing becoming regular.
That's what loving you was like.
Rare, and comfortable.
