𝔹𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖, 𝕓𝕪 𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕘𝕠

𝗟𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁

"Move over, love,

I'm here."

Ah, how you make me forget

Everything wrong with this world.

You might call me the sun,

But you're the blinding light.

And it doesn't matter,

If you only love me at night.

Love,
Margo.