oh, darling, i hate making you cry, but it seems that’s the only way i know you love me at your core, where your feelings are intricate and deep and hot like lava and sometimes beautiful, completely different from the wintry chills you give me.
oh, darling, i hate making you cry, but it seems that’s the only way i know you love me at your core, where your feelings are intricate and deep and hot like lava and sometimes beautiful, completely different from the wintry chills you give me.
