All the times I try to write about you,
the only thing I can think of is your golden curls,
and how they can't be put into words.
Oh, and how they smell of strawberries.
Mar 10, 2014
Mar 10, 2014 at 1:02 AM UTC
All the times I try to write about you,
the only thing I can think of is your golden curls,
and how they can't be put into words.
Oh, and how they smell of strawberries.
