Oct 2013
When we met I was one half
A sob stifled beneath coquettish laugh
And then you came, drawn to my hurt
You knew how to listen. I knew how to flirt.
A sob stifled beneath coquettish laugh
And then you came, drawn to my hurt
You knew how to listen. I knew how to flirt.
Don't take everything I say too seriously. Sometimes I just like words for their own sake without revealing a personal truth.
