Sometimes I walk at night all alone,
He follows me home,
He follows me home,
Sometimes he speaks in moans,
I mimic his tone,
Respecting his poem,
Wraps up my hands and leads to his throne,
Forever we roam,
Forever we roam,
He tells me that one day we will share a soul,
And now I know,
This is my home

Story is told by XxAnonymousxX




Thanks a lot


This is so great

Ghost girl 78

That gave me chills down my spine