the day we went on our first motorcycle ride, i felt your body heat for the very first time. your head was a chainsaw, yet i couldn't deny that your warmth was human, that of someone alive. in retrospect, every time you save my life, my body's cold as can

the day we went on our first motorcycle ride, i felt your body heat for the very first time. your head was a chainsaw, yet i couldn't deny that your warmth was human, that of someone alive. in retrospect, every time you save my life, my body's cold as can