Posts Tagged ‘the end to the top’

morning havens..

April 19, 2012

.. always love me. From the end to the top of my bed I can feel the sun laying its fingers on me and I ambit it to its last drop. Does the sun love me as much as I love the sun? What kind of relationship do I have with the sun? I know that I dont give everything I have always but most of the days when I wake up I try to commit to us and eat my breakfast with it. Sometimes when I have been driving for several hours I feel a kind of jealousness from the sun, it hates my car.

Zooooomzeeerzaaaamzar