weather
Aug 24, 2017 · 1 min read
the hottest love, got the coldest end…that’s how you know it was real.
in this fog, you blind me. it’s all in how i feel
maybe it’s a sign, that you’re not meant to be mine
cause thunder rolls behind you and there’s no sunshine
your words hit like falling hail. smashing windows and denting cars.
only you, break my heart and leave me scars
