Sep 2015
I cannot do this
With you.
I have nothing to run from.
You dream of escape.
A way out.
New, honeyscented beginning.
I like it here.
The bees all know
My name.
With you.
I have nothing to run from.
You dream of escape.
A way out.
New, honeyscented beginning.
I like it here.
The bees all know
My name.
