Sep 2017
Callused fingertips, bruised up lips, but
when the day is done, you're still my sun.
A star so high; digging me a grave so low.
Love is complete when it's this skin deep.
when the day is done, you're still my sun.
A star so high; digging me a grave so low.
Love is complete when it's this skin deep.
love is complete when it's this skin deep.
