listen to your bohemian lover,

by Rachel Lynch in


Please don't go crazy if i tell you the truth. No, you don't know what happened and you never will. This blanket is freezing, it's been out in the hall; where you've had me for hours  until I'm sure what I want, but I want the same thing as I did before.

Please keep your hands down and stop raising your voice, It's hardly what I'd be doing if you gave me the choice. It's a simple suggestion, can you give me some time? Just say yes or no. My shoulders are heavy from the weight of us both, you're a big boy now. So let's not talk about growth.

settle down inside.