“I think we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something.”
The earth that is the space between,
I’d banish it from under me, to get to you.
Your unexpected love provides my solitary“s suicide…
oh I wish I knew…
Shadow is always the same color. I would’ve take a few steps further for you—destination no less provocation.
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map