I Am a Hopeless Romantic
I miss you.
Your essence.
You left Your scent behind....
And all I do is smell my pillow and live off memories of what we used to be.
That's my life support, for you, were my life...
Your essence.
You left Your scent behind....
And all I do is smell my pillow and live off memories of what we used to be.
That's my life support, for you, were my life...