Strumming my fingers
Through your arms
As if I'm gently
Playing my guitar.
Music in the background
As if each vein,
trying to scream aloud,
whispers a sad
Yet beautiful story
Your scars try so hard to hide.
Strumming my fingers
Through your arms
As if I'm gently
Playing my guitar.
Music in the background
As if each vein,
trying to scream aloud,
whispers a sad
Yet beautiful story
Your scars try so hard to hide.
And it's funny because he does this without realizing.
