One day you fall for this boy. And he touches you with his fingers. And he burns holes in your skin with his mouth. And it hurts when you look at him. And it hurts when you don’t. And it… — Maureen Medved Copy Share Image
He'll pinch a cigarette between his fingers. He'll take a drag, blow that drag between his lips. He'll look at the firl with eyes the colour of the sky before it turns black and he will see heaven, and the… — Maureen Medved Copy Share Image
When a horse falls, foam comes out of its mouth. When it falls, the legs of the horse thrash and the horse is no… — Maureen Medved Copy Share Image
One day you fall for this boy. And he touches you with his fingers. And he burns holes in your skin with his mouth.… — Maureen Medved Copy Share Image
He'll pinch a cigarette between his fingers. He'll take a drag, blow that drag between his lips. He'll look at the firl with eyes… — Maureen Medved Copy Share Image
