canophilist: that time when i didn’t need to miss the sound of you breathing, when i didn’t need to miss the warmth of your skin upon mine. but now my brain feels as grey as the sky and my thoughts are as heavy as the ocean.
canophilist: that time when i didn’t need to miss the sound of you breathing, when i didn’t need to miss the warmth of your skin upon mine. but now my brain feels as grey as the sky and my thoughts are as heavy as the ocean.
canophilist: that time when i didn’t need to miss the sound of you breathing, when i didn’t need to miss the warmth of your skin upon mine. but now my brain feels as grey as the sky and my thoughts are as heavy as the ocean.
