Oct 2015
How cruel it was to meet you,
Each moment away breaks me,
Down into tiny pieces,
Now I feel so small,
Laying in this bed for two,
Grasping pillows,
Longing for you.
Each moment away breaks me,
Down into tiny pieces,
Now I feel so small,
Laying in this bed for two,
Grasping pillows,
Longing for you.
