My vivid memories –
Feel like a dream now
The curves of your face –
Veiled in mist
The path to your inviting arms –
Covered in fog
My own echo responds to my cries:
My wailing, my despair, my thirty-something year old tantrum
My vivid memories –
Feel like a dream now
The curves of your face –
Veiled in mist
The path to your inviting arms –
Covered in fog
My own echo responds to my cries:
My wailing, my despair, my thirty-something year old tantrum