37.

29 2 1
                                    

if i could tell you how
it's still you in my mind,
if i could show you now
how i was foolish and blind

if i could tell you how
i've been craving you,
if i could show you now
how i'm exhausted and blue

how it's hard for me to sleep
or to meet somebody new,
cause my eyes now only weep -
they love nobody but you.

dandelion in a storm Where stories live. Discover now