The walls of the bedroom have heard more prayers than any religion places
To the night that I prayed
To the tears that put me to sleep
Longing for your presence
The night you were walking to my door
The night I want to get to know you more
When I touch your hand
It took every ounce of me not to get comfortable with you
When I saw your smile
It took every ounce of me not to fall in love
When I saw your eyes
You took every ounce of me
So then, I made myself a promise
To the darkness nights
To the brightest days
I want you to know
I'll be there
Anyone could love your best features
Or cling for your best day
But I'll take
Pick up
Glued
All the pieces that everyone wants to get rid
I'll love you
For a wholesome
As a person
Ever thine
Ever mine
Ever ours
Oct 23, 2020
Oct 23, 2020 at 1:09 PM UTC
The walls of the bedroom have heard more prayers than any religion places
To the night that I prayed
To the tears that put me to sleep
Longing for your presence
The night you were walking to my door
The night I want to get to know you more
When I touch your hand
It took every ounce of me not to get comfortable with you
When I saw your smile
It took every ounce of me not to fall in love
When I saw your eyes
You took every ounce of me
So then, I made myself a promise
To the darkness nights
To the brightest days
I want you to know
I'll be there
Anyone could love your best features
Or cling for your best day
But I'll take
Pick up
Glued
All the pieces that everyone wants to get rid
I'll love you
For a wholesome
As a person
Ever thine
Ever mine
Ever ours
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