Dec 2016
i whisper you sweet melodies
in your wake
and yet nightmares they,
still come to your sleep.
you say they keep you breathing,
without them you
would not have reasons to
open your eyes.
in your wake
and yet nightmares they,
still come to your sleep.
you say they keep you breathing,
without them you
would not have reasons to
open your eyes.
i wonder what you thought of me?
