A dear sweet muse, I've found again, in the summery sun, not the cold dark rain, she makes me laugh, she makes me smile, she's had me writing, for a while.
I want you to kiss me I want you to take my face into your hands and kiss me so gently I melt in your arms I want you to hold me so tightly as I lay my head on your shoulder taking in your scent I want to feel your hand in mine and never let it go
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders WRITTEN ON: March. 16, 2016 Wednesday 2:49 AM
I hate time I hate that it moves fast and that it moves slow I hate that it always keeps moving And that there is never enough I hate that it is unstoppable And that we can never go back
Heaven could be eternity where everyone has each others number and hell eternity where you remembered to take your phone but forgot to take the charger.