You call it the waiting season I say it is the walk of shame Who even are you? Used to be the girl who dreamt while awake simply because life was too adorable Now you beg to marry your lids, keep those eyes shut Maybe shed a few diamond tears but you forgot how to […]
You call it the waiting season I say it is the walk of shame Who even are you? Used to be the girl who dreamt while awake simply because life was too adorable Now you beg to marry your lids, keep those eyes shut Maybe shed a few diamond tears but you forgot how to […]
Where dreams take root in gentle rain,Ideas bloom through joy and painEach petal whispers, “You are art,”Growing worlds from the human heart.
