These Are The Thoughts That Haunt My Mind At Night
It’s a nostalgia, really – remembering things from the past and wanting to experience them all over again. And an irony – knowing that you can’t.
It’s a nostalgia, really – remembering things from the past and wanting to experience them all over again. And an irony – knowing that you can’t.
You were a storm – a complete and utter chaos. I drowned in your crashing waves.
I was just a candle and she was your sun.
If he truly wanted to be with you then why isn’t he?