Apr 2020
He's sweet
in a way I'll never be.
I'm sweet in a way
that will rot your teeth.
But he,
holds me with honey,
calls me sweet,
and loves me softly.
in a way I'll never be.
I'm sweet in a way
that will rot your teeth.
But he,
holds me with honey,
calls me sweet,
and loves me softly.
