when the wind blows
I hope you remember that I know
no, I knew you
it scares me half to death
the way that we fell through
YOU ARE READING
recent thoughts
Puisiwistful, hopeful, delusional wise, perhaps, or true these are the words that pour from my soul will they spill out onto you?
fell through
when the wind blows
I hope you remember that I know
no, I knew you
it scares me half to death
the way that we fell through
