January 2012
2 posts
as the birds flew away: When He Sings →
Yea, Just as amazing as the last time. AMAZING!
nstoynoff:
He smelled like an apology. Like loving someone was something you had to be forgiven for, and he hasn’t grown in years, but my arms don’t fit around his neck like they did three months ago. I’ve gotten past all the questions of “Did he ever really love me?” or “Was it even worth it?” I moved…
