With every beat and pump of my ****** heart, I grow to love you more and more.
The tears I cry evaporate.
Despair isn't the song playing in my head.
But rather a symphony of fascination
I simply adore you my dear.
Do you venerate me?
Admire, exalt, and treasure me?
In only the way I can do for you?
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 11:54 AM UTC
With every beat and pump of my ****** heart, I grow to love you more and more.
The tears I cry evaporate.
Despair isn't the song playing in my head.
But rather a symphony of fascination
I simply adore you my dear.
Do you venerate me?
Admire, exalt, and treasure me?
In only the way I can do for you?
