Besedila: The Saddest Landscape. Forty Four Sunsets.

staring across from you in all night diners transf xed and depleted lets drive to nowhere, embracing the cold april nights talking about how our dreams keep us up at night. beautiful and nocturnal wrap it up in amethyst blue you are my love and this is just one moment to call ours. one look in your eyes means more to me than forty four sunsets ou lying next to me familiar and unsure if you feel the same heartache to heartache and the smell of fresh sheets nights like this are never supposed to end