ㅤㅤㅤ◜ ◝ ͡ ◜ ◝ ͡ ◜ ◝ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤyva presents ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ☆ I care. Everyday I sit by the door. I yearn for the feeling of your soft hair in my hands. My body trembles by the thought of you. The bitter sweet thought of you. And the lingering smell of your presences. I don't know why. I don't know how. How you take my heart and mind with the refusal to leave. My legs tell me to run far away, yet my heart begs me stay. My hands grasp the memories we shared. While you didn't care. Despite all the things you did. All those twisted words, and brutal exchanges. You'd think I'd want you to freeze. Yet I'd give you my skin to warm if you asked.
