• branchjones 27w

    Sometimes I play the voicemail back
    When you drunk dialed on Halloween
    Just to hear you say you love me still
    And you wish I never had left

    Hell, some days I do too
    Here comes August and a thought of you
    Can't say that I don't look back
    If I'm honest that's half the truth

    Cause the stone keeps rolling on down
    But I can keep it bottled up
    At least I can just long enough
    To keep both feet on the ground

    Sometimes I play the voicemail back
    To find the feeling is still in the bag
    But I unpacked that months ago
    Or atleast I thought I had...

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