You are alive in my memory. You dance behind my eyelids. You laugh in my eardrums. Your hands trace my skin like they don't want to let go. Your lips graze upon mine as if they know it's the last time they ever will.
You are alive in my memory. You dance behind my eyelids. You laugh in my eardrums. Your hands trace my skin like they don't want to let go. Your lips graze upon mine as if they know it's the last time they ever will.