May 2019
Bare and timid, I am
Nervous to know if you
Still love me the way
You used to.
Through gritted teeth
And a swollen tongue,
I’ll beat around the bush;
Please say you do.
Nervous to know if you
Still love me the way
You used to.
Through gritted teeth
And a swollen tongue,
I’ll beat around the bush;
Please say you do.
