|and he's still not home|
everything's in shambles
i'm crying and you're yelling
And suddenly
we're falling out of love
i see the way you look at her
and yet
there's no one i'd rather be with
i look happy
but am i?
i am loved
i am happy
dear beloved
YOU ARE READING
whispers to sunflowers
RastgeleLittle thoughts of mine that I'd thought I'd put more into words