i wish i could turn the grey curtain back. inside out. and show you what i want to see. but the time for formalities is long past and we can't turn our heads to look behind us anymore. or we don't want to. empty words will carry us through the door when our legs won't work. it's getting late, i say, but i know not the time. you won't let me look at
(
Read more... )
Comments 2
Reply
oh and hi.
mind the name, i've had this since freshmen year.
Reply
Leave a comment