the last kiss9:35 PM
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
a heart of stone, a smoking gun
it's over now
you've had your fun
there's holes in my heart
where you stepped on it and tore it apart
i'm caught inside the memories, the promises, the yesteryears
and i belong to you
sometimes when Monday's blue
i close my eyes and think of you
even though i'm not supposed to.
Labels: poetry, secrets, song lyrics
