May 2016
the blue color of the sky.
the feeling of missing something,
I never was able to call mine in the first place.
the view of my sunset out my window.
the playlist I listen to, to help me sleep.
somehow, it all leads back to you and only you.
the feeling of missing something,
I never was able to call mine in the first place.
the view of my sunset out my window.
the playlist I listen to, to help me sleep.
somehow, it all leads back to you and only you.
small excerpt from a chapter in the book I'll never write. its about you.
