I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
But even just looking at your name makes me feel sick, if I were to hear your voice right now I'd probably explode into tears. But yet, I still want it
But even just looking at your name makes me feel sick, if I were to hear your voice right now I'd probably explode into tears. But yet, I still want it
There are so many what ifs in my head that I can't get to be quiet. All of them are irrelevant now so they're just dust to the wind.
There are so many what ifs in my head that I can't get to be quiet. All of them are irrelevant now so they're just dust to the wind.