May he kiss the scars on my heart. May I heal as I press my lips on him. As I let his embrace take comfort in mine. I pretend to love him each day. I’ve tasted his lips so many times. I have lingered on his skin for days. And I guess I’ve already forgotten your face. But despite all this my heart still remembers your name.
thank you from the bottom of my heart for blessing us all with your spirk art you've legit made my entire month