Tatmovic

Her.

The fuck did I do
I am still online
Still feeling your touch
Like you where still mine

You dont give a fuck
thats also quite fine
Im feeling alone
But that is alright

Just close me rn
And talk real slow
Because i am here
Still healing my soul




Oh wait I forgot
I dont even got that
Just bone and flesh
Like a bug in jar

I am Still missing you
Even tho it is over
I fucking hate winter
When this is all over.