Apr 2014
We used to be beautiful.
A tremendous mess of skin.
Lips touching, Quivering, Shaking.
Oh how i miss those nights.
Come back to me.
Before I forget how to feel at all.
A tremendous mess of skin.
Lips touching, Quivering, Shaking.
Oh how i miss those nights.
Come back to me.
Before I forget how to feel at all.
