Unsaid stories.
I was petting your hair. Your head was in my lap. Little fingers twining big round curls.
I had a half smile on my face, And a hole in my heart.
You looked in my eyes, and then- You knew I had replaced you.
I was petting your hair. Your head was in my lap. Little fingers twining big round curls.
I had a half smile on my face, And a hole in my heart.
You looked in my eyes, and then- You knew I had replaced you.
