why is it that now that i
have my lungs full of water
and charcoal-colored under-eyes,
i can't seem to write anything poetic at all?
you're lemon lavender and long nights [when the scent of lemon lavender was all that filled my head while tal... More
why is it that now that i
have my lungs full of water
and charcoal-colored under-eyes,
i can't seem to write anything poetic at all?