#shorr
My mind wanders,
Still, he is in it.
My heart race faster,
His name is shouted
Beat by beat
And just like any other nights
I am missing him, still.
When morning comes,
He is the kind of hope
I wanna steal.
Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 10:12 AM UTC
One fine day,
I'll be out of this haze,
Yeah I'll be up in a tree,
And they'll all be staring at me.
Dec 14, 2019
Dec 14, 2019 at 3:44 PM UTC