May 24
Not that I like you—
I just notice your face,
my heart speeds up
when you enter the place.
Not that I care—
but I hope you look back,
just once, just maybe,
before the world fades to black.
I just notice your face,
my heart speeds up
when you enter the place.
Not that I care—
but I hope you look back,
just once, just maybe,
before the world fades to black.
