I can’t help but wonder why I do this. The miles stay the same, but my emotions rev like an engine with each goodbye kiss; my heart’s a slave to my devotion.
That, has nothing and everything to do with your class. I’m sorry I’m not paying attention, but there are matters at hand that I must attend to amend the bends and folds bursting out of my mind, making matters miserable for me sitting here peacefully, quietly. Blood pumping, veins throbbing, creativity robbing me of the […]