by FartingPinkLlama » Sat Mar 13, 2010 12:15 pm
Aimi rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out again,"Hey! I knew what a pan looked like!...I've just never used one,"she admitted quietly.
Your fingertips across my skin
The palm trees swaying in the wind
You sang me Spanish lullabies
The sweetest sadness in your eyes
Clever trick
I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you'd want the same for me
Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?