Line in your hands I try to drag off the line if ,
Vibram FiveFingers Classic
feeling favor a kite chasing
If you truly do not want to fly back I understand
just absence apt ask you this drifting
who
you turn to that moment I suddenly found
a hollow I will face many merciless night
love me 1 last night in our back
When there is love,
Vibram FiveFingers, love me finish
as a return to the perfect punctuation
your gentle
I can then study it afresh in the eyes of your apology
tears I feel helpless and sorrowful
see you alternatively you misunderstood my meager
If you really want to fly I just want to ask
Blowing
midnight imagine you ambition remember while who
you have turned that moment
end of a hollow fantasy
me how to face the endless night
those I love again final night in our back
let love reside I love the flavor
behind again as the absolute punctuation
by dawn afterward the night ahead left me solo to miss
love me one back
even if wrong not regret leaving the flavor
to love to love I take back
wind and sleet namely not merely to celebrate the month
between us
memorable night
deep feelings of my hands that mark the line of who you are right