And If My Heart Should Somehow Stop

by HelluvaGirl


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