Mar 2019
The pain remains.
My heart is drained.
Will you ever change?
As my mind is detained.
By the thoughts of your complains.
I think to myself.
Could you be the one I wake up next to?
My heart is drained.
Will you ever change?
As my mind is detained.
By the thoughts of your complains.
I think to myself.
Could you be the one I wake up next to?
