• tamannaaah 5w


    My memories are sacred of the you that I used to know,
    I remember all the places where you and I would go.

    Time has made me older and life has made me old.
    My bones are thin and brittle, my body feels the cold.

    Days when I was younger and warmer in the sun
    Days when you were with me, I was the chosen one.

    Years went rolling past us but I lost you along the way.
    I would give all my tomorrows for just one yesterday.