the boy with a coin
I need someone to lay on the grass with me and look at the clouds and make shapes... I'm still searching for my home... someone that warms my heart ... Its hard making others happy when you are not happy yourself.... I am happy with everything else in my life so why is it so hard to find someone that gets me... I have so much to say but I don't know how to say it... I want to read a book to someone as they fall asleep... and wake up to watch the sun rise on a Sunday... a home is where your heart feels complete... I used to have a home and I miss u sometimes still... lovin life but missing the boy with a coin