Furtive looks, subtle touch; confess to me first that you can't get enough. Somber voice, gentle smile; he's sat so close, let this rush last a while. Late nights, inspired minds; his words are intoxicating, a sensation my heart divined. Other girl, better plans; along with the high comes a greater crash. I had fallen too quick, a dream then a whiplash.
the first time you broke my heart the first out of the many times i was not chosen over her 12.05.16 12:31 am