The insects of summer sing a song of sleeping
And the darkness of evening is slowing growing deeper
And I like the way that you look in the cold bitter air of autumn
And though I wish you'd f…
𝙃𝙀𝙇𝙇 𝙏𝙊 𝙋𝘼𝙔
this is like one of the last things I will remember during t…
crying /pos
Aaaaaa