Sometimes most things dont matter if u have somebody lovable enough in ur life... But I have had bad luck...Never have been loved the way I have loved some women...Had been pretty satisfied till now but sometimes feel like someone loved me like that...
love the stretch of the pink on your face
my head in your lap its resting place
when you give that outstretched pose
i wanna kiss u on the nose
and one on the forehead
to reassure i'll be there till i'm dead.
This was then and now its nothing that way...I hate my old self....
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