Only twice in my life Have I ever felt entirely safe. Once when my dad told me when I was little That if the house caught fire in my sleep He would carry me to safety wrapped in my duvet To protect me from the smoke. And twice, When I first met you.
i etched the shape of an eye on the sidewalk but the chalk was washed away the dust running in rivulets down the street. lost it's way, lost it's reason.
been feeling quite lost for quite sometime. what am i even doing with my life?