midnight fills
my empty lungs
as traces of memories
slowly come in
vintage dreams
I watch as you
peel back the flesh
of my heart
and run your fingers
through the layers
of my soul
this is where
I wish
you could stay
midnight fills
my empty lungs
as traces of memories
slowly come in
vintage dreams
I watch as you
peel back the flesh
of my heart
and run your fingers
through the layers
of my soul
this is where
I wish
you could stay
a vintage dream indeed
Oh indeed đź’™