And in all the stories I tell about love
Your name has never crossed my lips
Because it tastes like razor blades
To know the distance is too great
But still
Behind all this sorrow
All this pain
I hope that in the next life
I remember you again
-We Are Satellites
For the one who embodies the moon.
And in all the stories I tell about love
Your name has never crossed my lips
Because it tastes like razor blades
To know the distance is too great
But still
Behind all this sorrow
All this pain
I hope that in the next life
I remember you again
-We Are Satellites
For the one who embodies the moon.
Freshwater pearls and sterling silver cradled in soft white lace. Collar measures 35.5 cm.
