1 post tagged “read my mind - the killers: title and in the dots”
I'm letting the cinnamon burn down my throat
it's my own way of just feeling something.
I settle into another night [itsneverlongenough]
and i fall asleep to the lullaby of my breathing
but some nights I wish it was your breathing
if i woke up next to you...
it's a drag.it's a bore.
can't take being apart as much anymore.
i.don't.shine.if.you.don't.shine.
- Hates Friday nights alone