A grey palour, dark eyes
I couldn't forget you if I tried
Not Enough.
Time.
To Breathe.
I'm moving to live in the Lungs of Europe
Kiss me goodbye, my one true love.
- Char|ey
- things can only get better from here...I promise to love you with my entire being, if you love me too. My heart is a small thing, my chest has a hole in it darker than the darkest night. But it's getting better - slowly. Until then, I'll write. End.
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