mine is the sun.
when it rises dripping from
the sea when it falls like honey on
the trees when it swallows up
clouds my soul moves with it.
mine is you.
when you lift your eyes
when you look straight ahead
when you try to speak my
heart moves with you.
i like fridays, rainy days, proud cats, black & white photographs, children's books, short stories and movies that most people would never see. Music serves me
justice on sad days (Adele, The Kooks, Mumford & Sons are gems) and genuine smiles are a must-have.
and I saw pictures in my head and I swear I saw you opening up, again cause I would be heavenly if baby you'ld just rescue me now
angel you sing about beautiful things and all I want to do is believe I traded my dreams for this mess of memories and they just stopped working for me
I'm not a monster I believe like a liar would believe helps me navigate the wooden smiles, the raging sea all my heroes pull their heads like a fighter would I guess no one ever really likes getting older