Make Me King
It’s been for such a long time since I’ve seen your eyes. God, I’ve been trying to be with you. Life is busy. We all understand.
Time is limited.
It breaks me. It takes my breathe. Almost like jumping in a cold pool where you were expecting warmth. Expecting comfort. Hah
To hell with comfort. Nothing is comfort anymore. The only comfort I get is when I kiss your lips, hear your voice and look in your eyes.
But she’s a monster. “A beautiful monster”
I see nothing but dead ends.