For the second time, I stood in your second hand smoke. You asked if it bothered me. You didn't know how much I loved it. How I couldn't keep my eyes off of you.
You called me h o n e y . . .
YOU ARE READING
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عشوائيFor anyone out there who is in the love with someone twice your age, I'm sorry... Hopefully it will make you feel better to read this like it did for me to write it.
My Spot Pt. 2
For the second time, I stood in your second hand smoke. You asked if it bothered me. You didn't know how much I loved it. How I couldn't keep my eyes off of you.
You called me h o n e y . . .
