Nov 2014
i like the way your eyes
have seen too many
late nights
i like the way
your lips can never
feel a kiss
i like the way
you don't give a ****
who i am or where i've been
you would swallow
an ocean if it meant
it would save me
have seen too many
late nights
i like the way
your lips can never
feel a kiss
i like the way
you don't give a ****
who i am or where i've been
you would swallow
an ocean if it meant
it would save me
but you are not to one who's lungs i want filled with dirt
you are not the one with whom i want to leave this earth
you are not the one with whom i want to leave this earth
