We got lost, somewhere.
Now, even the sun rays
feel cold over my skin,
and snow leaves
warm trails...
I am burning;
a mere residue
of your love.
Sep 17, 2019
Sep 17, 2019 at 12:18 PM UTC
We got lost, somewhere.
Now, even the sun rays
feel cold over my skin,
and snow leaves
warm trails...
I am burning;
a mere residue
of your love.
