And If My Heart Should Somehow Stop
by HelluvaGirl
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l0O0Avz-aO0
I wonder what is it that I’m supposed to extract from this overstayed sour sweetness in my chest that gets me sighing in public and wishing I was at least an artist to justify the emotional frailty.
I cannot remember having such a temptation to suffocate my loneliness with simple things, but simple things are never for me.
and now i find, this city’s like a stranger to me
i once was fooled by cadillacs and honey
but no one feels like you
You are an artist… 🙂
Thank you for your words 🙂