Dec 2018
These days everything taste gray
The flavours i once knew
Become memories laid to waste against tastebuds burned by your kiss
It is the last taste I remember clearly and also the one I can’t forget
The flavours i once knew
Become memories laid to waste against tastebuds burned by your kiss
It is the last taste I remember clearly and also the one I can’t forget
Cliche yes but when I remember your lips on mine, butterflies erupt and I recall how it felt to call you mine
