I am thinking of you day and night.
Every time you, my starting and ending sight.
But in the end all I can do is a parting sigh,
Whispering to the wind;
I miss you . . .
I love you . . .
Hope you'll have time.
Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 2:36 AM UTC
I am thinking of you day and night.
Every time you, my starting and ending sight.
But in the end all I can do is a parting sigh,
Whispering to the wind;
I miss you . . .
I love you . . .
Hope you'll have time.
I miss my baby so much. </3
