• ihatemys3lf 5w


    Inches feeling like miles,
    Heart aching for us to troll down the aisle.
    Weekends the thief,
    Swift as the wind,
    Only slipping me grief.
    But I must bear in mind,
    The fastening of my love for you,
    As I reap these words in your pure heart
    Know I wont act like my zoo.
    Though we are apart.
    I'll always emit the pain of you gone
    But I'll see you at dawn.