“I want to love again,” I said when you asked what I wanted.
You put your head down then, a sad crooked smile on your face, as if it was so wonderful for me to want someone that knows he won’t stay.
“I want to love again,” I said when you asked what I wanted.
You put your head down then, a sad crooked smile on your face, as if it was so wonderful for me to want someone that knows he won’t stay.