i dont dare. i know, it's just one freaking click away. sigh. so yes. my guts are shrinking. and yes, its all bout face value. i'm just a coward like this.
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that moment at the store where i picked up the little black dress and put it on me. that moment, i want to keep. because it resonated with me. just like many other things. the only difference is, i dont always have them in my pocket.
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what have You planned for me? can i believe in trust. can i believe in tenderness.
i'm well taken care of. but why there is still melancholy in the wind and sorrow in the grass.
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