there were constellations in your eyes,
and out of them we're dying stars falling out of skies.
what a beautiful sight it was!
seeing you fall apart just to paint the bright black blanket of the night sky!
rhyming words that I mean with all my heart; before my heart gets torn apart. Β© OCTOBER 2017 - TBA More
there were constellations in your eyes,
and out of them we're dying stars falling out of skies.
what a beautiful sight it was!
seeing you fall apart just to paint the bright black blanket of the night sky!