You believe in pain and love But I don’t believe in pain and love I walk a billion miles down the desert road, bare feet cracked with the hard tar And bogging through the sand, dying with the sweat Sucking out of me like vacuum Left with skin that shrivels and rusts under the sunContinue reading “Pain and love”
He seems like the type of guy that caters to his woman, who makes her feel wonderful all the time, puts her needs before his, makes sure she’s happy and satisfied. You seem like the type of girl who could walk all over him. True.
The smell of maple leaf
The only thing that made me happy today during a lapse of unhappiness, was this.