tree As this is to me. Then so to you is something else. That keeps you up long past your bedtime, tearing hair The sweetest moment comes at last. The waitings over. In shock they stare and cue
Its all too revealing. Your words are deceiving. I cant let you get in my way. I sense all your actions are meant as distractions. You must know I wont play your game. Fake! youre more than I can
