Some days I would rather the invisible The unseen The background Underground Foundational type Role
Conflicted twisted contorted and bent
odds are you and me would never be we and i’m at odds with wanting it so
if i wasn’t exactly what you thought of me or what you thought I’d be would you still love me?
her pride her will her heart she swallows hard his power
Trying to forget you While you stand in front of me Being the you You are Is like swallowing steel In the presence of a strong magnet
I breathed you in again You tickled my nose As you made your way in Scratching the back of my throat Leaving me in a fit of sneezing