I heard you repented cursing my name more than God's missing him like how the sun used to feel as a kid that still had dreams lurking breath in picture my face breathe out hot air on the glass
You make me forget Alexander the Great And the innocence he took from me when he captured me after the battle of Issus I was Barsine Your best friend Hephaestion didn’t like our tragic Greek play Never going to play your wife Just your secret little consort
