miss me
i have painted a bullseye on my head and chest now you never have to miss me again even if the only part of me you ever missed was a bit lower i’ll be over here you won’t really care
i have painted a bullseye on my head and chest now you never have to miss me again even if the only part of me you ever missed was a bit lower i’ll be over here you won’t really care
remember when i didn’t say i love you as i stared into your eyes under the harvest moon the stars gleaming and the wind was chilly and full of the promise of snow and how you looked at me with wide eyes as we were the only two people on the planet for one long […]