Eyes open
She’s amazing
Brunette laced closure
With a touch of gold highlighter
I’m watching, she ain’t noticing
Euston dreams hoping we travel the world
If only I could say she’s my girl
Maybe give her the world
Costa dates ruining my athletic stomach
On a Bloomsbury night
Young og in the mix
I hope I don’t lose you
We wolves in the city
Idols becoming rivals
Don’t let your insecurities kill you
I promise you, you’re beautiful
Kwamesayss
The French Chronicles 