At 3 a.m., while you're partying, I'm on my balcony in some comfy pajamas, gazing at the moon.
-We are not the same
YOU ARE READING
CONJOINED
PoetryFor him, when he hugs me, he makes me feel like I'm coming home after a long day at work.
We are not the same
At 3 a.m., while you're partying, I'm on my balcony in some comfy pajamas, gazing at the moon.
-We are not the same
