Sorry is only easy when you are the one saying it.
And sadly, even though you know it’s hard for...
If I said what I MEANT
You wouldn't be here...
I guess the little Pickachu
Is all that I have left of you...
My darling make in her dokhona
The design of blooming roses...
I promised myself to never dwell in the past
But when it comes to you...
Skype is where true love is
My heart in quite a toil...
you lay your head on my chest,
to feel my heart beat...
Follow me love, I'll pick you up
And place you beside my heart...
To all invitees and any other party entries
your cranky, calamities of collaborations...
you came very close to me,
to say i leave you...
So how often do lies foam like diarrhea from that...
And if truth was ever ample id have you provide...
I see you
I smile and get weak...