Things have changed that's for sure
I'm afraid I've died and there is no cure
Though my heart doesn't pump, it still beats your name
So for your love, I've returned from my grave
To be your boy or we can add friend to the end
But I can also just be your friend forever instead
I don't want to live or die
Unless it's holding your hand, by your side
I know I'll get old, and start to stink
But you've told me that before I think
But here I will pull my heart out for you, do what you must
Just let me love you until I turn to dust
By LukeCoomer ©
- Author: LukeCoomer ( Offline)
- Published: August 25th, 2017 08:48
- Category: Love
- Views: 16
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