Apr 16
I always thought there were two kinds of love,
The kind you’d die for
The kind you’d **** for.
But you my love,
Is the kind of love to live for,
A world without you,
Is a world left to rot.
The kind you’d die for
The kind you’d **** for.
But you my love,
Is the kind of love to live for,
A world without you,
Is a world left to rot.
