I will spread dirt into every crevice of my broken heart and plant flowers so big and beautiful, that their roots will mend all the shattered pieces back together, and you’ll never be able to see the mess I used to be.
His face The sight brings a smile to yours His eyes You can stare into them forever His lips You wish you can kiss them His hands You wish you can intertwine them with yours His mind It intrigues you His soul You can love it for eternity His heart It doesn't belong to you
Now there were two of them Separated between thousands of read texts and timely chats touched by sound but not skin Awake in the others sleeping Sleeping in the others awake Restless as they wait Restless as they wait