The Wind
Last night a thought of her passed my mind, My heart began to race, it grew four times it's natural size and burst into a thousand rose petals.
As I rest there drifting into the thought I began to hope that the wind may carry just one petal to her feet.
Last night a thought of her passed my mind, My heart began to race, it grew four times it's natural size and burst into a thousand rose petals.
As I rest there drifting into the thought I began to hope that the wind may carry just one petal to her feet.
phunkybrewster:
aww <3