09|21|2022
I used to love the way you make the wind forget to breathe and the way you make me feel complete.
I used to love the way you make the sun lose its sight and the way you make ma feel alright.
I used to love the way you make the time pause and the way you make me feel whenever you say that I am all yours.
Until I have to love the way you make the clouds cry when you sang the word goodbye.
