You Keep His Shirt, He Keeps His Word.
“Small talk, he drives, coffee at midnightThe light reflects the chain on your neckHe says, “Look up,” and your shoulders brushNo proof, one touch,…
1 story collected from this trip.
“Small talk, he drives, coffee at midnightThe light reflects the chain on your neckHe says, “Look up,” and your shoulders brushNo proof, one touch,…