the sweet breath of the north wind
the frosty air on my skin
the sunshine is hiding
the bird isn't there to sing
the leaves are wet
the raindrops are falling through these grey clouds
— today's weather isn't friendly,
but your smile warms me up.
Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 8:58 AM UTC
the sweet breath of the north wind
the frosty air on my skin
the sunshine is hiding
the bird isn't there to sing
the leaves are wet
the raindrops are falling through these grey clouds
— today's weather isn't friendly,
but your smile warms me up.
(still) can't get over you.
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