forgetting to document the good stuff, every minute counts.
light rush to my head, i don’t know what to say anymore.
holding back is getting harder, the air is getting warmer.
i want you by my side all the time.
xx
by Rachel Lynch
forgetting to document the good stuff, every minute counts.
light rush to my head, i don’t know what to say anymore.
holding back is getting harder, the air is getting warmer.
i want you by my side all the time.
xx