You may cry a tear every now and then and you run to the bathroom thinking that it is your safe place and that no one will see behind your mask or the water drops of every tear
But I see
I see you and everything that you hide underneath your invisible mask
And that makes want to look more and see more
Know more than I should've let go
And maybe it will be my song in a story like I wrote about it before.
YOU ARE READING
All the memories I can now call: That Are Of You
AdventureThe memories that keep me going are more captivating than our dreams and they play in my head like a song one that I want to listen to everyday of the week.
