Summer
Sometimes I just want to sleep beneath you, in the place of your eyes that sparkle whenever you smile. Looking trough the city, restless but sleeping under the cloak of night.I think we will meet again. Maybe in another life, when we will be cats.
Sometimes I think that we all want to live under a Vanilla Sky.
Maybe in another life...
For you.
posted by Fil @ 10:41
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