Yea that pretty girl with the puffy hair who will treat you good, cook your favorite meal feed you with freedom and sex-appeal
By Dew Drops7 years ago in Poets
When I touch, I heal I fall easily to the glimpse of your soul I stay long enough for you to crave me but I move on as fast as you don't know
I wonder how many nights took you to stop thinking about me I wonder how many nights the tears of your eyes stopped having the taste of our last hug
You asked why I make it so hard to open up to someone because when I start getting too close that's when my heart starts to cry