At the end of the day everyone wants to save the world, but sometimes we can only save one person, even if that person is yourself, it means the world. All rights reserved. 54 followers / 5.2k words
What a grisly set of twins Brother and sister One could scarcely tell Where one begins At the others end “I want it, I’ll take it” Said he, beside she Who proclaimed “I want it, I hate That they’ve got it“ Such a fine and shifting line Between these
It’s always winter there When I visit you in my mind Snowing and icy and white Cold enough to see the air I always sit with you And lay in the frozen grass I rarely have something Worthwhile to say But I know that you’re listening anyway
There is something different About the grief you feel For what could have been The first kiss that won’t be had The tomorrow that won’t be lived I never even touched you But oh, The things that could have been
This side of my skin Is for me It’s for you I don’t let just anyone see It’s for your smile And your blue eyes And your sweet laugh It’s for your gentle hands For your tender touch, This side of my skin