I remember what it felt like
I miss the story I told myself.
I miss you, but I don't want to say it.
I want to make us a warm place
And not something I want to run away from;
Why are you so difficult to figure out.
Why am I so angry.
I'll fix my telephone today, I can't recieve calls.
How can I fix this?
"Some things are easier to mend than others"
I want to come closer
I wish you'd let me in.
Am I going about it the wrong way?
I'd rather see your sunrise
There's a war inside me.
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