the leaves are changing colors
the days are getting shorter
the weather is getting colder
the clouds are getting closer

​you were a unicorn riding a shooting star
your love was so undeniable, indescribable, that it had to be left as the undefinable
​you were a unicorn riding a shooting star

you made me feel like a rose in a field full of sunflowers, it felt really incredible almost inevitable but it was more than just the physical, it was the chemical

you made me feel like a rose in a field full of sunflowers

you happened, so I came to the conclusion that love cannot be real that is was solely an infatuation that you temporarily feel
so I shoved aside this momentary distraction of examining loves reaction
my mind was to willing to accept
but then, you happened

the sky is falling in reverse
expanding deep into the universe
oh distant star beautiful from afar but lost of hope when up close; I think the sky is falling in reverse

beneath the willow
is where I am hiding
reminiscing
recovering
imagining
discovering
beneath the willow
is where I am hiding