A wild flower grew from nowhere
and so her feelings for you
As dark as night without the moon
that's how you see her desire for you
Even if she walks ten thousand steps
she will never reach you
A grain of sand— that's all her chance
But would you believe she still prays and hoping?
She's make-believing
-Steph Dionisio, October 02, 2015
Oct 2, 2015
Oct 2, 2015 at 8:23 AM UTC
A wild flower grew from nowhere
and so her feelings for you
As dark as night without the moon
that's how you see her desire for you
Even if she walks ten thousand steps
she will never reach you
A grain of sand— that's all her chance
But would you believe she still prays and hoping?
She's make-believing
-Steph Dionisio, October 02, 2015
