VanillaSky
Newbie
He will never know
How I memorised his smile without asking for it.
Or how hearing his name felt like being called, even when it was not for me.
He will never know
How often I stood close to the truth
and stepped back.
Not because I felt nothing,
But because silence was the only way to keep him in my world.
How I memorised his smile without asking for it.
Or how hearing his name felt like being called, even when it was not for me.
He will never know
How often I stood close to the truth
and stepped back.
Not because I felt nothing,
But because silence was the only way to keep him in my world.
