2:02
The blinking blue line where my words will type is making me anxious
It's the morning now, but the sun's not up
And the taste of your memory seems more and more delicious
But it's morning now, and the sun's not up
And I miss you
Dec 31, 2013
Dec 31, 2013 at 5:07 AM UTC
2:02
The blinking blue line where my words will type is making me anxious
It's the morning now, but the sun's not up
And the taste of your memory seems more and more delicious
But it's morning now, and the sun's not up
And I miss you
