timothypersad:

The sheets are stained with
Memories of your soft kiss
Now this is all I have
Paper and pen
To remember you with

And I blame myself
And I blame myself
Holding onto what I hope will keep you by my side
I will blame myself

Could I have you?
Can I have you?
Could I have you?
Can i have you?

9 months ago Via great-eudemonia