gazing at the stars above
the shadows who's names were left alone
The cold breeze intertwined between my skin
standing lonely with a room full of sin
thinking about things to become
overwhelming thoughts in my head
feeling as if we were on two different beds
wanting you to cuddle me tight
wanting you to kiss me good night
is this the end
or do you consider this a fight
May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 3:52 AM UTC
gazing at the stars above
the shadows who's names were left alone
The cold breeze intertwined between my skin
standing lonely with a room full of sin
thinking about things to become
overwhelming thoughts in my head
feeling as if we were on two different beds
wanting you to cuddle me tight
wanting you to kiss me good night
is this the end
or do you consider this a fight
