I didn’t want to own you, All I wanted was to love you, For a little while, Maybe.
I found there is no Paris, Not really. At a loss. It wasn’t here, Paris is give and take Madness and passion of two, Got to take chances, From within, The heart.
What is it like to never find it To never be satisfied With anyone or anything. What is like to never love Anyone or to not let anyone Love you. When is the time right And how do I break you… More importantly, Why do you deny my love, And how could I have gotten […]