You wanted to wait.
My heart broke
open.
Now, it is running
wet,
under your feet.
It is
the cool air
you breath,
and the sun
that dries your tears.
My Love,
don’t lie,
don’t run away
for even Earth,
to me,
reports your way.
– Marù
You wanted to wait.
My heart broke
open.
Now, it is running
wet,
under your feet.
It is
the cool air
you breath,
and the sun
that dries your tears.
My Love,
don’t lie,
don’t run away
for even Earth,
to me,
reports your way.
– Marù