You're not the sun,
nor the moon
You're not the warm and fuzzy feeling
that keeps me awake at night
You're the needles
that scratch my skin
You're the feeling of
standing under rain for hours
You're happiness
in all the wrong places
And that's okay
because I am not the deliverer
of pretty words
Jul 12, 2013
Jul 12, 2013 at 6:48 AM UTC
You're not the sun,
nor the moon
You're not the warm and fuzzy feeling
that keeps me awake at night
You're the needles
that scratch my skin
You're the feeling of
standing under rain for hours
You're happiness
in all the wrong places
And that's okay
because I am not the deliverer
of pretty words