I miss the morning after feeling. Sick but comforting. To have someone hold me all throughout night, someone to roll over to, and smile to.
Be my morning after regret.
PROFILE
I Read, I Write. I sing. I Regret.
a story of true to life. truly beautiful sadness - a new beginning. a moving musical tale as seen from an outsiders point of view. a destiny with echo. mountains and valleys. bittersweet.
