it's 1:47 AM and i've calmed down a bit, but time seems to have slowed, every minute feels like a week, every second like an hour, every waking moment i'm not in your arms feels like i'm being thrown into an abyss, a never-ending dark, lonely abyss.
it's 1:47 AM and i've calmed down a bit, but time seems to have slowed, every minute feels like a week, every second like an hour, every waking moment i'm not in your arms feels like i'm being thrown into an abyss, a never-ending dark, lonely abyss.