That feeling is back. The one that draws the candle in. That candle. mm, the flame. the heat. the pulse. the temptation. the truth.
oh baby, how much I miss the burn for you.
oh baby, how much I miss the burn for you.
still never exposed for fear that maybe someone would mistake her for content.
8 Comments:
I don't miss it
I support that.
I say we throw a bucket of water on the flame...
now what??
water won't help. Because the burn is already there. In reality the flame isnt all that significant anymore... and water may just irritate it the wound.
*You dont miss it. of course, why would you? see, but I do.
I miss you too. :(
hey one, time for a blog, i don't like this candle....next please :-)
i looooooooooooove you
hahaha!
4:20!! :)
(that's exactly how I'd say it if I saw it.) :) :)
darling, first of all, i absolutely love that the comment section of your blog turns into a complete conversation. but love, we do have alot of feelings in common...we defanetly need to chat over tea some evening. i know that "backness" feeling well...xoxo.me
it happens. (ed.)
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