if you know me you better know that I don’t miss you, I for sure miss the drama. Looking for the same devotion, but not in the breadcrumbs I left on my way, those are for the ones who come next and will spit them evenly in my place. I know what I don’t want anymore, now I need to know what I want, but in the meantime maybe I could use meeting you only in my fantasy world where is no harm for none of us.
Come and kiss me where my dreams are soft at night and leave, forget me when the sun takes place.
Dream of me, but don’t touch me anymore, dream of me till desire tears you apart.














