To say I was in too deep
would be a hell of an
understatementIt got to the point
where I couldn't even
look at the sky
without thinking about
your eyes(d.c.l)
YOU ARE READING
The Process
Poesiathese are the words that pulsed through your lips the very first time they kissed you
Point of no Return
To say I was in too deep
would be a hell of an
understatementIt got to the point
where I couldn't even
look at the sky
without thinking about
your eyes(d.c.l)