I've ****** it up again,
You'll spend all day averting your eyes from my gaze,
As I stare on through you.
This proverbial hollowing in my chest feels far too real,
Excavated, yearning for my every breath to be filled by you.
Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 9:01 AM UTC
I've ****** it up again,
You'll spend all day averting your eyes from my gaze,
As I stare on through you.
This proverbial hollowing in my chest feels far too real,
Excavated, yearning for my every breath to be filled by you.
