23 February 2012
It hurts to breathe,
thinking of you.
My eyes hurt.
There's all these knots.
My hearts a mess.
Still.
After all this time.
After hardly any time at all.
Opuss № I
23 February 2012
It hurts to breathe,
thinking of you.
My eyes hurt.
There's all these knots.
My hearts a mess.
Still.
After all this time.
After hardly any time at all.
Opuss № I