This feeling wells up in my chest I feel it brimming to the top of me until it’s teetering over the edge and I can see you smiling to yourself and so I sit back wishing quietly that I could take a bite of you hoping maybe I can taste the truth.
Writing that tickles the mind
This feeling wells up in my chest I feel it brimming to the top of me until it’s teetering over the edge and I can see you smiling to yourself and so I sit back wishing quietly that I could take a bite of you hoping maybe I can taste the truth.