Its not even hard to fall back into what we had.
But it feels new, somehow.
Your hands burn me to the touch.
that kind of flame you just want to keep burning
Keep touching
fresh wounds,
they'll heal eventually.
Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 4:04 PM UTC
Its not even hard to fall back into what we had.
But it feels new, somehow.
Your hands burn me to the touch.
that kind of flame you just want to keep burning
Keep touching
fresh wounds,
they'll heal eventually.
