mrsweeks
My Past Love Is A Myth, No longer In Sight, For This Heart Will Be Burried 6 Feet Deep Covered In Frost And Dirt.
Running Aside The Shore, The Tide Is Swallowing Me Whole, I Need my Love To Hold Me In His Arms, But The Water Has Dragged Me Under.
Leaping up the stairs not fretting about a thing. Just looking towards the door above which will send me into his open arms safe and warm.
Smile Are Here, Smiles Are There. Smiles Are In Your Grandpa's Underwear. ;)