i knowsomedaywe would meetin some form or fashionbut i never really understooddecode meundress my mystiqueas you have countless variationsand ions bef..
maybe there'llbe a daywhen our hands touchmaybe in my dreamsmaybeour sparkwill be too muchto handlei dunnowill we last?we never didit ceases to never ..
what must i look like to Him?a small, irrelevant creaturedesperation pouring out of her poresshe smiles so brightlyher soul is broken insideshe grasps..
let the words of the skybefall youin a jungle of vinesuntangle yourselvesdecode their meaningfind a sense of serenityin your hearttry to breatheand lo..