there are some days there are some dayswhen my heart tells mewait, pauseset your phone asidepick up that memory you've been avoidingthink about it,touch it again,live it again.my heart tells mewait, pausesit still,let your soul connectwith someone else'smiles away from you.it tells mego, listen to that song againsway to its melodyand let it fill you.… Continue reading There are some days
Memoirs of a Muse 