And someday, we’ll be perfect for each other, the way a group of stars form perfectly a constellation drawn on the map of the skies.
This is something that may have come out from the tip of my tongue before I met you.
And someday, we’ll be perfect for each other, the way a group of stars form perfectly a constellation drawn on the map of the skies.
This is something that may have come out from the tip of my tongue before I met you.
waiting, finding, losing, smiling.
