I think about you
And all you said to
Me.
I think about the way
Your hand lightly
Traced my spine.
But when thinking gets
To be too much, I sit
back and realize...
You were never mine
At all.
Jul 25, 2013
Jul 25, 2013 at 10:14 PM UTC
I think about you
And all you said to
Me.
I think about the way
Your hand lightly
Traced my spine.
But when thinking gets
To be too much, I sit
back and realize...
You were never mine
At all.
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