I'll Forget About You Throwing That Rock Because That Dance Was Pretty Funny

Moments like this;

precious with no regrets.

Like whispers on my neck.

No tears and held breath.

These endings have no more or less effect.

No better waste of time compares to this.

While morning

sings outside.

We reside here

between sweaty sheets

and disturbed sleep.

So maybe I'll comply

and be all the more sweeter

to you.

These endings have no more or less effect.

No better waste of time compares to this.

Hello sweet love.