I'd do anything to hear you say my name again.
{The echoes of your voice inside my head just aren't the same.}
YOU ARE READING
Poems
Poetry"I know that sometimes for people, I feel like too much; But let me kiss away the phantom pain that the scars remind you of, Let me kiss the burns on your hands, From when you touched the burning fire within my soul. Let me show you that yes, I am...
Echo
I'd do anything to hear you say my name again.
{The echoes of your voice inside my head just aren't the same.}
