This was me yesterday as he walked away from me crying in my bed, out of my bedroom door shutting it behind him, walking out of my front door locking it behind him, down every stair as I listened to his footsteps until he had disapeared.
This was me yesterday as he walked away from me crying in my bed, out of my bedroom door shutting it behind him, walking out of my front door locking it behind him, down every stair as I listened to his footsteps until he had disapeared.
