I can see it in his eyes.
He’s thinking.
He doesn’t ever tell me.
Must be the memories…
With people he wish he could still see every day…
I wish I was good enough and entertaining enough.
I can see it in his eyes.
He’s thinking.
He doesn’t ever tell me.
Must be the memories…
With people he wish he could still see every day…
I wish I was good enough and entertaining enough.
Last updated December 20, 2017
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