It's a storm outside, and I can't stop thinking.
The first walk in the rain. The piggy back ride so that my feet wouldn't get wet.
It's not a night for solitude, this night.
I need new memories.
Always an afterthought, never a plan.
The first walk in the rain. The piggy back ride so that my feet wouldn't get wet.
It's not a night for solitude, this night.
I need new memories.
Posted by Teleute at 4:00 pm