i am actually 15 a little feeling i have is that I have this perfect feeling of loss of control and Freedom of abandonment its so perfect but is it right no one will truly know so just melt away holding your memories like weapons of a once had life and hold my words like a flag of what i stand for what i once i had i will once get but for now i have to get by on what is given
Everytime i think of you all memories Collapse
Its like each and everyday im slipping into the past
Is it the way her hair falls in my face
Or the way her head fits mine with perfect place
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