two, three, four shots of ***** ;
a bucket of tears,
and a heart in pieces later;
i was at your door.
begging on my knees for a love never once given
----- only taken.
perhaps it's because of the alcohol running through my veins that lead me there.
perhaps it was because i still love you.
or maybe it's because i missed you the minute you walked away.
Apr 11, 2015
Apr 11, 2015 at 9:55 PM UTC
two, three, four shots of ***** ;
a bucket of tears,
and a heart in pieces later;
i was at your door.
begging on my knees for a love never once given
----- only taken.
perhaps it's because of the alcohol running through my veins that lead me there.
perhaps it was because i still love you.
or maybe it's because i missed you the minute you walked away.
