Jul 2015
I'd fold a heart
for you everyday/
made from the
letters of things
I wanted to say/
let them go in
that old, blue bay/
where we first met
to come and play/
for you everyday/
made from the
letters of things
I wanted to say/
let them go in
that old, blue bay/
where we first met
to come and play/
A person who writes about romantic love yet knows nothing about it.
