Jul
22nd
Wed
22nd
Wake Up On A Road And Ride Your Bike Home. The Smell Of Summer Rain Is Only Matched By The Smell Of Her Hair With Nothing In It. Theres Days Coming, I can Feel It In My Bones Where This Heart Won’t Ache Everytime I Hang Up The Phone. Everyone Thinks Im A Little Crazy, Going Into This One Half Blind But What My Eyes Havent Seen Every Other Part Of My Body Has Felt And Its Only A Matter Of Time.
