Desire imitations, fading passions, you say I don’t hold you the way I used too. Fantastic illusions, harsh assumptions, you say I don’t kiss you
the way I used too and there’s a hole where your heart used to be, hate where love used to be.
Stop holding on so damn tight. Love is like a bird in flight. The tighter you grip, the looser it slips
Love is like a bird in flight.
Hair: =DeLa*= Mesh Hair ‘Carly’
Jacket: Leverocci – Sleek Blazer – Standard Sizing Nero
Pants: .:Cheeky:. Skinny cuff Jeans Red Plaid
Necklace: [EY:NO] Chained Cross Necklace silver
Bangles: [EY:NO] Mess Bangles silver