• cupidson 10w


    Don't u ever feel bored?
    Doesn't ur boredom remind u of me?
    Doesn't the little strokes of ur brush
    Remind u of our hush
    When we used to talk on our phones
    When the whispers melted, babies felt it
    With Tiny tiny hands, n cute small faces
    Could u spell my tears, as my blood races
    I wish I could taste ur feelings now
    See your thoughts,
    touch your laughter
    And try to connect the dots
    It was 13 days in 13 heavens