Maybe we rushed into things But it’s too late to turn around I’d hate for it to be the reason We didn’t work out. Because I like you, And I’m not sure how much you like me But the thought of this ending is devastating.
Honest motherhood
Maybe we rushed into things But it’s too late to turn around I’d hate for it to be the reason We didn’t work out. Because I like you, And I’m not sure how much you like me But the thought of this ending is devastating.