Would it be wrong to wish
that your rash never gets better, only because I love the way you scratch your neck?
Or to wish
for the wind to mess up your hair, so that I could adore the way you put them back in order?
And what if I wished
that you would always smile, but your cheeks got tired?
that your rash never gets better, only because I love the way you scratch your neck?
Or to wish
for the wind to mess up your hair, so that I could adore the way you put them back in order?
And what if I wished
that you would always smile, but your cheeks got tired?