Early Winters
The Sweater
By the smell of this sweaterI hope that you are teasedI enclose a misspelled letterOf over dramatic griefLet's forget the hearts we've brokenCan we keep you girlfriend out of private mattersOf importanceSuch as these?Do you remember in a past lifeLike I do?Things they get buried and forgottenBut not youLet's pretend our hearts aren't brokenLet's imagine we both gotJust what we wantedWhen we were just passing throughJust what we wantedWhen we were just passing through
From Letras Mania