Someone asked me to write a letter for you from the bottom of my heart.
But no, Baby.
I just can't.
Because I know I'll find my self sit at the corner of my room with a pen and a piece of paper on my hands. The lights off. The Sirius Star shines through the window.
Darling, I've talked to you everynight about everything, so why would I write you a letter?
You always can hear me, can't you?
2018/07/09