The Destined Love
He wears me as if I were his breath from his lips
He speaks to me as if were a part of him....
As if I were his subconscious
He stares as me as if I were a golden compass
A treasure guiding to everything...
He speaks to me as if were a part of him....
As if I were his subconscious
He stares as me as if I were a golden compass
A treasure guiding to everything...