Open everything around. Now I want to say kiss me. Now I want to say kiss me. You don't want to ruin anything, daring and beautiful stones. . Aim at me.
Kisses are never safe. When residue of old love is left. How could I feel lesser when. Someone better walks around. . Waiting for you to call out. . As your cold hand grasps mine.
Barely able to keep the lids open. At times I might think I need the rest. But who would want to go back there?. . It's already hard enough to say I need it.