When was that again? Your smell of perfume, the little tattoo in your wrist- and the clenching of your jaw. And as I look in your dazzling eyes hoping it would see mine- that was the time I realized, I am damned.

damned
When was that again? Your smell of perfume, the little tattoo in your wrist- and the clenching of your jaw. And as I look in your dazzling eyes hoping it would see mine- that was the time I realized, I am damned.