Apr 2016
i was going to write you a song
but you took my words.
and now all i have is a symphony
of my blood rushing through extreme,
heart beating fast and slow,
mind pulling the strings of you,
breath hissing and hushing til the final score.
but you took my words.
and now all i have is a symphony
of my blood rushing through extreme,
heart beating fast and slow,
mind pulling the strings of you,
breath hissing and hushing til the final score.
slurring. i don't even know. this was just something that came into mind while doing the dishes. lol
