Hey, you.I miss you.Hey, you.
I miss everything you had to offer, I miss your presence and the way the light just shone out through every last one of your pretty pores. You glowed, as if heaven or some other divine authority granted me a small glimpse into what lay beyond.
Your shoes tapping gently against my linoleum floors, like some sort of morse-code symphony that signaled the beginning and end of all things important. It held me in such captivated rapture, which is so puerile in retrospect.
How our hands laced together like we weren't really two people, like we were little jigsaw puzzle pieces, finally having found
Pinky and ThumbI find myself wishing As you float about at sea That the world was just a globe And I could connect you and mePinky and Thumb
My pointer would drag me
All the way to Talahasee And all that would separate us Is the distance of thumb and pinky
And we'd be just like giants And brave the ocean breeze On a sea of colored paper And tiny felted trees
If I could join the continents Life would be far easier to bear
If I could join our hands, love You'd know that I still care
I find myself wishing As you sail about at sea Tha
маленьк&
if you still need a name how about "First Impressions Last"?^^
check me out!
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You want a commission
Please visit my gallery you too! I'd feel very honored
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What's love without a little blood?
*Goes to see your gallery* Nihii~
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I like my men MANLY.
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