Loud music
Hands up in the air
Carefree moves
Letting all your sorrows out

Cig in hand
Lighter by side
Puff hard
Letting out the O's together with your sorrows

The sea is never calm
If it ever gets calm, there'd be no wave to give us the breeze we need


Love is never calm
If it ever gets calm, there'd be no need for us to keep trying


Our love is like the sea.
We need the angry waves to keep us moving

I smelt it from afar and thought about the
The imaginations
The cool breeze
The sound sleep
The trips
The laughter
The hot ***
Lovely night it would be.

#Highness #Trips #Love

I realized that I only miss you when I'm high.
I'm always high though, so maybe I'm trying to prolong your stay and torture myself with the thought of not being able to have you again.
I am realizing even more now as I write this, that I only miss you when I'm high.
Maybe I just want to remember you and pretend to be able to feel you again.