A Love Letter To My Solitude
Although I went to be alone I woke up with the sheets kicked off and pillows on the floor that paint a picture of how I danced in my dreams.
Although I went to be alone I woke up with the sheets kicked off and pillows on the floor that paint a picture of how I danced in my dreams.
I miss you in eleven ways.
Music and Sex.
I have had a long relationship with Maybe
When words lose their meaning.