Chapter 38 of 55

37.

dandelion in a storm69 words~1 min read

if i could tell you how

it's still you in my mind,

if i could show you now

how i was foolish and blind

if i could tell you how

i've been craving you,

if i could show you now

how i'm exhausted and blue

how it's hard for me to sleep

or to meet somebody new,

cause my eyes now only weep -

they love nobody but you.

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