You pass (me) and time doesn't pass (at all).
Honey, I appreciate the rose bush you planted
in the pit of my stomach. The blooms are darling.
But it makes it painful to breathe
when you pass, as you always do.
May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 5:51 PM UTC
You pass (me) and time doesn't pass (at all).
Honey, I appreciate the rose bush you planted
in the pit of my stomach. The blooms are darling.
But it makes it painful to breathe
when you pass, as you always do.
***** ya know
