lunes, 27 de junio de 2016

Lover




I stay awake tonight, wait to see you come, come the love
With my eyes open, my heart is pounding.
It's a strange feeling, How many eyes do you have to look before to be able to recognize love?

I want him to be the rain and my tears in his spit
I want an explosion. M






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