march
Nasya Cityawiryan
You came into my life
we were eighteen
I
got caught by your pretty eyes
oh I cant stop thinkin bout you
would do anything for you
let me be your sweet escape
but now I see you hold his hands
in front of me
oh I used to drive you home every
night does that even mean a thing?
gave all my heart and my intentions
now I'm left with all these questions
when ur out there with him
do you think about
our memories on your polaroid.
