Luca Tallorico Ms Wrong Number
Drummer, Hot-Tempered, Hurt
The pain in his texts spoke to my own
I reached out, secure in the knowledge we would never meet.
He had different ideas. He makes me feel special, beautiful
And makes promises I'm scared to acknowledge.
He tempts me to take a walk on the wild side.
But I know if we meet, he'll reject me and walk away
My Firefly. My Light...