ah course! thanks too.
I have million questions in my head..
all bubbling to the surface,
keeping me from sleep in my loving bed
They have me visiting the past.
but my mouth can’t comprehend all the words I need say,
So won’t help me with my little deliemma,
And maybe I’ll live to see another day.
or maybe this words will kill me in my sleep
where you murder my demons
and you are mine to keep.
But once ago you more than a dream
You used to fulfill my fairytales.
And made everything better than it seemed.
It was all fine and then we had our little strife..
and you left without notice. so I ask,
Did I make it that easy to walk in and out of my life.
reblog if it’s ok if i come vent to you.
(Source: paramoreforevs)
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